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