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Mark Wills

19 Somethin'

 

19 Somethin'


Saw Star Wars at least eight times
Had the Pac-Man pattern memorized
And I've seen the stuff they put inside
Stretch Armstrong (Yeah)
I was Robert Staubach in my backyard
Had a shoe box full of baseball cards
And a couple Evil Knievel scars
On my right arm
I was a kid when Elvis died
And my momma cried

It was 1970 something
In the world that I grew up in
Farrah Fawcett hairdo days
Bell bottoms and eight track tapes
Looking back now I can see me
Oh, man. did I look cheesy
But I wouldn't trade those days for nothing
Oh, it was 1970 something

It was the dawning of a new decade
We got our first microwave
Dad broke down and
Finally shaved them old sideburns off
I took the stickers off of my Rubik's Cube
Watched M-TV all afternoon
My first love was Daisy Duke
And them cut-off jeans
Space Shuttle fell out of the sky
And the whole world cried

It was nineteen eighty-something
And the world that I grew up in
Skating rinks and black Trans-Ams
Big hair and parachute pants
And looking back now I can see me
Oh man, did I look cheesy
I wouldn't trade those days for nothing
Oh it was nineteen eighty-something

Now I've got a mortgage and an SUV
But all this responsibility
Makes me wish
Sometimes

That it was nineteen eighty-something
And the world that I grew up in
Skating rinks and black Trans-Ams
Big hair and parachute pants
And looking back now I can see me
Oh man, did I look cheesy
I wouldn't trade those days for nothing
Oh it was nineteen eighty-something
Nineteen seventy-something
Oh, it was nineteen something

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