Seventeen and innocent
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I wonder where all the years went
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Lookin' back on a youth misspent
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God, I miss those days
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All the chances that we took
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Always leaped and never looked
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I tell you I could write a book
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On all the hell we raised
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(Chorus:)
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Thought i was cool with my lucky stripes
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I didn't start too many fights
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But in those days i finished quite a few
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Beat-up cars and the cheapest wine
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And any trouble we could find
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The worst of days were the best of times
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Lookin' back through life's rearview
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Lookin' back
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I miss my misspent youth
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I'm no worse now for the wear
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I've gotten married and cut my hair
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Me and her we're quite a pair
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All my friends say
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And speaking of old friends
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We still talk now and then
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'Cept now there's a few of them
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You can only reach by prayer
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(Chorus:)
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We were cool with our lucky stripes
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Didn't start too many fights
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But in those days we finished quite a few
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Beat-up cars and the cheapest wine
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And any trouble that we could find
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The worst of days were the best of times
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Lookin' back through life's rearview
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And lookin' back
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I miss my misspent youth
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Beat-up cars and the cheapest wine
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And any trouble we could find
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The worst of days were the best of times
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Lookin' back through life's rearview
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And lookin' back
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I miss my misspent youth
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I miss my misspent youth
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Misspent Youth
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| James Otto |
