When I Was Only Seventeen, Couldn't Wait For Twenty One
I'd Hang Around On Clayton Street In The Bars There Gettin' Drunk
A Baseball Cap And A Fake ID Would Get Me In The Clubs
Then I Would Dance With The College Girls And Lie About Who I Was
I'd Say "I'm Pre-Med. Here At UGA, Live On Milledge Avenue.
I Was Raised Over In Buckhead, I Drive A BMW."

I Was Breakin' Hearts And Takin' Names And Numbers Just For Fun.
Stealin' Kisses Wishin' I Was Twenty One.

When Thursdays Came And Pocket Change Would Quickly Disappear
Upstairs At Lowry's Tavern, We'd Pay A Nickel For Every Beer
Shootin' Pool, Smokin' Cigarettes With A Dizzy Head And A Grin
Four A.M. On A School Night, Still Hangin' Out With My Friends
One Hour's Sleep On A Dirty Couch, No Shower, Off To School
Smellin' Just Like A Brewery With A Bad Hangover Too

The Teachers All Would Hassle Me: "Stay Awake, Pay Attention"
I Was Catchin' Hell, Wishin' I Was Twenty One.

The Youngest One Of All My Friends, I Didn't Act My Age
Too Cool For The Football Games And The Homecoming Parades

Now I Look Back And I Have To Smile, Cause Boy It Was Fun
Bein' Seventeen, Wishin' I Was Twenty One

Now I'm Only Twenty Six, Feelin' More Like Fourty Three
My Hairline's Disappearing, And I Never Get ID'd
My Clothes Are Out Of Fashion, No I'm Not Cool Anymore
In The Bed By Ten O'clock Each Night, And Up At Half-past Four
Still I Go Down To That College Town When The Bulldogs Play At Home
I Drink Keg Beer From A Trash Can Til The Whole Damn Thing Is Gone

Then I Look At All Those College Girls So Innocent And Young
And I Just Check 'em Out, And Say "Damn... I Wish I Was Twenty One"