That's a d**h-defying walk she's got Dancing to the parking lot oooo 18 What she does to t-shirts So good makes my eyes hurt ooo, 18 Somebody ought to write a song about it so I did Makes me wish I was a kid again 18 We were made out of asbestos Dairy Queen for breakfast at 18 18 Rock and roll was king and cars were everything at 18 18 Nobody could have told us anything and if they tried It gave us something to fight about at 18 Blue jeans, young hearts knockin out big dreams You and me work we're burning like gasoline It's amazing that we ever lived past 18 Shooting city limit signs Chasing girls and wasting time ooo, 18 Pretending we were tough Telling stories that we made up ooo, 18 Dressing like the pictures hanging in our bedroom We tore out of a magazine at 18 Cruisin in convertables, completely indestructible We were hookin up and hangin out Believing what we sang about 18 Kroeger on a Friday night, making circles out of headlights