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 takin' names and numbers just for fun

Stealin' kisses wishin' I was twenty one

Thursdays came and pocket change would quickly disappear

Upstairs at lowry's tavern we'd pay a nickel for every beer

Shootin' pool smokin' cigarettes with a dizzy head and a grin

Four A.M. on a school night still hangin' out with my friends

One hour's sleep on a dirty couch no shower off to school

Smellin' just like a brewery with a bad hangover too

The teachers all would hassle me

Stay awake pay attention

I was catchin' hell wishin' 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'm somewhere in the grey of middle class and middle age

The man in the mirror looks more like my father every day

My clothes are out of fashion

My hair is getting thing

And my favorite conversation starts with I remember when

Still we go down to that college town dancing at the 80s bar

We drink until we feel a whole lot cooler than we are

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