Take a little trip with me to Junior High Set the machine to 1975 We'd just found out that momma's gonna have kid Back in the 8th
Remember the when life was not so mysterious Follow me down the hall to the Where the worst thing I could up Was dipping yesterday's dog in last week's ketchup in the 8th grade
Why does the past always seem Maybe at least we know we made it And why do we worry the future? When every day will come just the way the ordained it You can believe it, yeah, just like the 8th
Step out into the hall and feel the moment Slam the locker, there's the bell, we're runnin' to Mr. Jackson told us,"Don't be late for geometry again" We're in the 8th grade
I drop my books, sit down and mess my hair looks at me and smiles, I'm walkin' on air Then I my name, I missed the question, I mumble somethin' The class is laughing, oh I love the 8th
Why does the past seem safer? Maybe because at least we we made it And why do we about the future? When every day will come just the way the ordained it You can it, yeah, even the 8th grade
Why the past always seem safer? Maybe because at we know we made it And why do we worry the future? When every day will just the way the Lord ordained it You can believe it, yeah, just the 8th grade You can it, yeah, even the 8th grade