Eighteen

That's a death-defying walk she's got
Dancing to the parking lot, ooh 18

What she does to t-shirts
So good makes my eyes hurts, ooh 18

Somebody ought to write a song about it so I did
Make me wish I was a kid again 18

Rock and roll was king
And cars were everything at 18 18
Nobody could have told us anything and if they
Tried
It gave us something to fight about at 18

Blue jeans, young hearts knockin' out big dreams
You and me we're burning like gasoline
It's amazing that we ever lived past 18

Shooting city limit signs
Chasing girls and wasting time ohh,18
Pretending we were tough
Telling stories that we made up ooh, 18
Dressing like the picture hanging in our
Bedroom
We tore out of a magazine at 18

Crusin' in convertible, completely indestructible
We were Hookin' up and hangin' out
Believing what we sang about 18
Kroeger on a Friday night, making circles out of
Headlights