Take a little trip with me back to High Set the time 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 worst thing I mess up Was yesterday's corn dog in last week's ketchup Back in the 8th
Why does the past always safer? Maybe at least we know we made it And why do we about the future? When every day will come just the way the ordained it You can believe it, yeah, just like the 8th
Step out into the hall and feel the pass Slam the locker, there's the bell, we're to class Mr. Jackson told us,"Don't be late for geometry again" We're back in the 8th
I drop my books, sit down and mess with my Suzie looks at me and smiles, I'm on air I hear my name, I missed the question, I mumble somethin' The class is laughing, oh I the 8th grade
Why does the past always seem Maybe because at least we know we it And why do we about the future? When every day will come just the way the ordained it You can believe it, yeah, the 8th grade
Why does the past always safer? Maybe because at least we know we it And why do we about the future? When every day will just the way the Lord ordained it You can believe it, yeah, just the 8th grade You can believe it, yeah, even the 8th