Hung Up On You

I guess it started back at sixteen Snuck in a bar with a fake ID You'd throw a quarter in the jukebox I was getting loose when I slid up next to you And the next thing that I knew, I was drunk Kissin' in the corner of a smoky room Me and you I wish you were back in town, for one more round In the same old corner, can't believe it's you Déjà vu (déjà vu) I can't help it, I got hung up on you In that dive bar, bourbon and cheap perfume Right kinda bad for me, it's too good to be true I can't help it, I got hung up on you I got hung up on you Can't seem to get you outta my head Drinkin' to forget all those nights in my bed Man, wish I could take it back to sixteen (sixteen) That damn jukebox, it's a memory machine 'Cause the last thing I should do, start textin' you Baby, it's not over, only had a few I'm missin' you (I'm missin' you) And I wish you were back in town, for one more round In the same old corner, do you feel it too? Déjà vu (déjà vu) I can't help it, I got hung up on you In that dive bar, bourbon and cheap perfume Right kinda bad for me, it's too good to be true I can't help it, I got hung up on you Whoa, oh, I got hung up on you Whoa, oh, I got hung up on you Whoa, oh, yeah, whoa, oh Wish you'd pick up the phone 'Stead I'm drinkin' alone Wish you'd come back home, oh How long has it been? We were just some kids Thought it would never end, oh Yeah, I got hung up on you I can't help it, I got hung up on you In that dive bar, bourbon and cheap perfume Right kinda bad for me, it's too good to be true I can't help it, I got hung up on you Whoa, oh, I got hung up on you Whoa, oh, I got hung up, I got hung up on you Uh huh, on you --- Hung Up on You - Troy Cartwright