Eighteen - Aaron Pritchett

That’s a death-defying walk she’s got

Dancing to the parking lot oooo eighteen

What she does to t-shirts

So good makes my eyes hur ooo, eighteen

Somebody ought to write a song about it so I did

Makes me wish I was a kid again eighteen

We were made out of asbestos

Dairy Queen for breakfast at eighteen, eighteen

Rock and roll was king

And cars were everything at eighteen, eighteen

Nobody could have told us anything and if they tried

It gave us something to fight about at eighteen

Blue jeans, young hearts knockin out big dreams

You and me work we’re burning like gasoline

It’s amazing that we ever lived past eighteen

Shooting city limit signs

Chasing girls and wasting time ooo, eighteen

Pretending we were tough

Telling stories that we made up ooo, eighteen

Dressing like the pictures hanging in our bedroom

We tore out of a magazine at eighteen

Cruisin in convertables, completely indestructible

We were hookin up and hangin out

Believing what we sang about eighteen

Kroeger on a Friday night, making circles out of headlights

Yeah it felt so good being alive eighteen