"Eighteen" as written by and Bettis/wells/james....
That's a death defying walk she's got
Dancing to the parking lot, oh eighteen
What she does to T-shirts
So good make my eyes hurt, oh eighteen

Somebody ought to write a song about it, so I did
It 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, 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, oh eighteen
Pretending we were tough
Telling stories we made up, oh eighteen

Dressing like the pictures
Hanging in our bedroom
We tore out of a magazine, 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, eighteen, eighteen

Cruisin' in convertibles
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


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