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Corey Smith

Twenty-One

 

Twenty-One

(专辑: The Broken Record - 2011)


When I was only seventeen, couldn't wait for twenty one
I'd hang around on Clayton Street in the bars there getting drunk
A baseball cap and a fake ID would get me in the clubs
Then I would dance with the college girls and lie about who I was
I'd say "I'm pre-Med. here at UGA, live on Milledge Avenue.
I was raised over in Buckhead, I drive a BMW."

I was breaking hearts and taking names and numbers just for fun.
Stealing kisses wishing I was twenty one.

When Thursdays came and pocket change would quickly disappear
Upstairs at Lowry's Tavern, we'd pay a nickel for every beer
Shooting pool, smoking cigarettes with a dizzy head and a grin
Four A.M. on a school night, still hanging out with my friends
One hour's sleep on a dirty couch, no shower, off to school
Smelling just like a brewery with a bad hangover too

The teachers all would hassle me: "Stay awake, pay attention"
I was catching hell, wishing I was twenty one.

The youngest one of all my friends, I didn't act my age
Too cool for the football games and the homecoming parades

Now I look back and I have to smile, cause boy it was fun
Being seventeen, wishing I was twenty one

Now I'm only twenty six, feeling more like fourty three
My hairline's disappearing, and I never get ID'd
My clothes are out of fashion, no I'm not cool anymore
In the bed by ten o'clock each night, and up at half-past four
Still I go down to that college town when the Bulldogs play at home
I drink keg beer from a trash can til the whole damn thing is gone

Then I look at all those college girls so innocent and young
And I just check 'em out, and say "Damn... I wish I was twenty one"

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