I saw Star Wars at least eight times Had the Pacman pattern memorised I've seen the stuff they put inside Stretch Armstrong Oh, I was Roger Staubach in my backyard Had a shoebox full of baseball cards And a couple of Evil Knievil scars on my right arm I was a kid when Elvis died and my momma cried
It was nineteen seventy something In the world that I grew up in Farah Fawcett hairdo days Bell bottoms and eight track tapes Looking back now I can see me Oh man, did I look cheesy But I wouldn't trade those days for nothing Oh, it was nineteen seventy something
It was the dawning of a new decade We got our first microwave Dad broke down and finally shaved them old sideburns off I took the stickers off my Rubik's cube Watched MTV all afternoon My first love was Daisy Duke in them cutoff jeans Space shuttle fell out of the sky and the whole world cried
It was nineteen eighty something In the world that I grew up in Skating rinks and black TransAms Big hair and parachute pants And looking back now I can see me Oh man, did I look cheesy but I wouldn't trade those days for nothing Oh, it was nineteen eighty something
Now I got a mortgage and an SUV But all this responsibility makes me wish sometimes
It was nineteen eighty something In the world that I grew up in Skating rinks and black TransAms Big hair and parachute pants And looking back now I can see me Oh man, did I look cheesy but I wouldn't trade those days for nothing Oh, it was nineteen eighty something