17

The man in the mirror ain't the kid he Used to be. Bloodshot eyes and a pounding head going on Thirty-three. If I could find a way, I'd take a Day and ride the time machine. No blanket, just a backseat when we were seventeen. When we were seventeen, Just you and me together. When we were seventeen, I thought it'd last Forever. But like an old pair of jeans, We split right at the seams. When we were seventeen. Strange you walk in the front door, We used to sneak in through the back. They never asked us questions when we'd order beer And Jack. Life was so much simpler then, Now here's where we're at. A little older, maybe wiser, a little further down The track. When we were seventeen, Just you and me together. When we were seventeen, I thought it'd last forever. But like an old pair of jeans, We split right at the seams. When we were Seventeen. When we were seventeen. Just you and me together. When we were seventeen, I thought it'd last Forever. But like an old pair of jeans, We split right at the seams. When we were seventeen, yeah. But like an old pair jeans, We split right at the seams. When we were seventeen. The man in the mirror ain't the kid he Used to be.