Take a little trip with me back to Junior Set the machine to 1975 We'd just found out that momma's gonna have kid in the 8th grade
Remember the days when life was not so Follow me down the to the cafeteria Where the thing I could mess up Was yesterday's corn dog in last week's ketchup Back in the 8th
Why does the always seem safer? Maybe at least we know we made it And why do we worry about the When every day will come just the way the Lord it You can it, yeah, just like the 8th grade
Step out the hall and feel the moment pass Slam the locker, the bell, we're runnin' to class Mr. Jackson told us,"Don't be late for geometry again" We're in the 8th grade
I drop my books, sit and mess with my hair looks at me and smiles, I'm walkin' on air Then I my name, I missed the question, I mumble somethin' The is laughing, oh I love the 8th grade
Why does the past seem safer? Maybe because at we know we made it And why do we about the future? every day will come just the way the Lord ordained it You can believe it, yeah, even the 8th
Why does the past seem safer? Maybe because at we know we made it And why do we worry about the When every day will come just the way the ordained it You can it, yeah, just like the 8th grade You can believe it, yeah, even the 8th