Moving Minors Over County Lines

This is such a mess, I can hardly get undressed
Your sister puts the rest of us to shame
Dancin' on some beds, with her toenails painted red
Her radio just rockin' in the rain

So, cowboy's on the lawn, and the sun is almost gone
Hold your breath and kiss me on the knee, we'll see
Firecrackers stashed in a giant wad of cash
Just looking for the hook that holds the key, we'll see

Old enough to kiss you on the mouth
Yeah, you're young and [touch], your tongue tastes like the moon
Bright blown wings are holdin' up the sky
And I'm findin' they're one thousand years too soon, soon

So dry, let her drop, we're the last ones left alive
Just diggin' through the glove box for a sign, oh my
Handful of regrets and a broken cigarette
Yeah, just movin' minors over county lines, oh my

Old enough to kiss you on the mouth
Yeah, you're young and [touch], your tongue tastes like the moon
Bright blown wings are holdin' up the sky
And I'm findin' they're one thousand years too soon, soon