Take a little trip with me back to Junior Set the machine to 1975 We'd just found out momma's gonna have another kid in the 8th grade
Remember the when life was not so mysterious Follow me down the hall to the Where the worst I could mess up Was dipping yesterday's corn dog in last week's in the 8th grade
Why does the always seem safer? because 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 believe it, yeah, just the 8th grade
out into the hall and feel the moment 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 in the 8th grade
I drop my books, sit down and mess my hair Suzie looks at me and smiles, I'm on air I hear my name, I missed the question, I mumble somethin' The is laughing, oh I love the 8th grade
Why does the past always seem because at least we know we made it And why do we about the future? When every day will just the way the Lord ordained it You can believe it, yeah, even the 8th
Why the past always seem safer? Maybe because at least we know we it And why do we about the future? every day will come just the way the Lord ordained it You can believe it, yeah, like the 8th grade You can believe it, yeah, even the 8th