"Mixtaping The Radio" lyrics

Ain't one single speck of dust been moved around my childhood room
My boy sat down by the bed on the floor just like I used to do
Must've pushed right past them cardboard cans of long cut wintergreen
Pulled out an old boot box of classics labeled bootleg symphony
One hundred point seven top 10 records on cassette
So I dusted off that RCA and threw one in the deck

And it took me back to '99, summer love, strawberry wine
Friends were low, but blue clear skies were leaving me amazed
FM airwaves cranked up high, my spool wound up recording live
Everything between the commercial breaks
I'd dub a little country over daddy's rock and roll
Mixtaping the radio

I sat him down and laid them out, said son let me explain
Ain't none of them the same, each one's a special time and place
That one's from my first heartbreak and this one's from senior prom
This one used to help me get a little lucky with your mom
Something clicked when side B came to end
So, we flipped it to side A to start the whole damn thing again

And it took me back to '99, summer love, strawberry wine
Friends were low, but blue clear skies were leaving me amazed
FM airwaves cranked up high, my spool wound up recording live
Everything between the commercial breaks
I'd dub a little country over daddy's rock and roll
Mixtaping the radio

It's more than just a plastic case, probably ain't worth a thing
You can't put a price on how it feels when you push play

And it took me back to '99, summer love, strawberry wine
Friends were low, but blue clear skies were leaving me amazed
FM airwaves cranked up high, my spool wound up recording live
Everything between the commercial breaks
I'd dub a little country over daddy's rock and roll
Mixtaping the radio