Lyrics

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