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I don't feel one day older than I did then Out in front of George's Liquor Store, kickin' off another weekend Lookin' for a fellow outlaw I could ask to buy beer for me and my underage friends No I don't feel one bit wiser then I did back When all I had to do was school and part time at a Kwik Sak To keep gas in and tires on that bound for junkyard Pontiac I drove back then It's a trip, I won't lie Watching years flying by It's the ride of my life Yeah, it's a scream I'm aware middle age Is getting closer everyday I'm almost there, but I swear I don't feel anything Any different than I did at seventeen I don't see one thing I wanted that I have now That I didn't have back then, except a little bit a know how Well there was that neighbor girl God, I wonder what that woman's doing now Yeah it's a trip, I won't lie Watching years flying by It's the ride of my life Yeah, it's a scream I'm aware middle age Is getting closer everyday I'm almost there, but I swear I don't feel anything Any different than I did at seventeen They no longer card me, hell they don't even ask But inside I'm still that kid driving that Pontiac Yeah it's a trip, I won't lie Watching all these years fly by But I swear, I don't see or feel anything Any different than I did at seventeen Yeah, seventeen |