| "SeventyNine" | |
| SeventyNine Words and Music: Todd Staudinger, Chris Tocco Playing fooseball in the gameroom til nine, Firebirds looked cool back in SeventyNine I was wild but my Dad wouldnt have it Mark the bottles in the liquor cabinet SeventyNine, SeventyNine, back in 1979 SeventyNine, SeventyNine, back in 1979 Cheap Trick and Kiss on the radio I met her roller skating after the show Hanging out in our designer jeans So tight and tortured at the seams. SeventyNine, SeventyNine, back in 1979 SeventyNine, SeventyNine, back in 1979 My parents went away for a week, I couldnt dance and I could barely speak My best friend got sick in the yard And someone crashed into my Mothers car. Sometimes I start to feel really old, When I think back to when the Cowboys lost the Super Bowl Now my hair is going and my Wife is a nag, Im buried in bills and my life is a drag SeventyNine, SeventyNine, back in 1979 SeventyNine, SeventyNine, back in 1979 SeventyNine, SeventyNine We were fourteen back SeventyNine | |