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