I count about 25 to 2
We're born too early
And there's nothing that we can do
Numbers 1 and 8 a deadly combination
To catch my youth I went straight to the station!
And I already missed my train
Working nights from 5 to close
I've got hot hands
From that goddamn kitchen stove
Hope you know that this road you are taking
Is a dead end,
I hope you bend
Or You'll be breaking
And I know that
I'll miss my life
Go ahead and savor this
?A few years you'll pay for all your kicks?
Live life loud while you can
So young, and I think that I envy your style
Woah-oh-oh
And I already missed my train
Someone needs to change the books
Cause i've got no good looks
Safety from the name
Cause it's like they took those years away from me
Go ahead and savor this
?A few years you'll pay for all your kicks?
Live life loud while you can
So young, and I think that I envy your style
Woah-oh-oh
It's 12 o'clock,
Take the drinks to the party
But i'm too old to be with anybody
And You all will be downing bacardi
Working the night shift
And living the night life
Are two different things
And with age comes envy
Go ahead and savor this
?A few years you'll pay for all your kicks?
Live life loud while you can
So young, and I think that I envy your style