We don't have each other's numbers anymore We don't make any plans for Friday night And I won't know you when you're turning sixty-four But nobody knew you better at twenty-five Well, I'd be lying if I said That you don't wind up in my head We don't dream about tomorrow like before All we have is looking back at that time Cause we got spring break, oh wait, down in Pensacola Drunk and singing breakfast at Tiffany's Yeah, we got so high, first time back of your Corolla Told me, baby, don't you stop kissing me Kissing me, I know we don't have a future anymore But, dear, we got history Everybody's got that one they can't forget They gotta wait, I gotta say, you were mine But you can't try to tell me that yesterday is gone When I still go there all the time Cause we got spring break, oh wait, down in Pensacola Drunk and singing breakfast at Tiffany's Yeah, we got so high, first time back of your Corolla Told me, baby, don't you stop kissing me Kissing me, I know we don't have a future anymore But, dear, we got history Oh, but you know we got history, baby And I'd be lying if I said That you don't wind up in my head Cause we got spring break, oh wait, down in Pensacola Drunk and singing breakfast at Tiffany's Yeah, we got so high, first time back of your Corolla Told me, baby, don't you stop kissing me Kissing me, I know we don't have a future anymore But, dear, we got history We got history, baby, yeah No, we don't have a future anymore But, dear, we got history Yeah, girl, we got history