Eighteen

Eighteen
I wish that I was eighteen,
To do all the things,
You read in a magazine,
I’m not saying I want to be Charlie Sheen
She’s just a little bit older,
I want to get to know her,
And she said she’s already over her ex

So tell me what else can I do?
I bought my fake ID for you
She told me to meet her there,
But I can’t afford the bus fare,
I’m not old enough for her,
Just thinking about being eighteen
She’s got me waiting in a queue,
For a bar I can’t get in to,
I’m not old enough for you,
I’m just waiting ‘till I’m eighteen
I think she wants to get with me,
But she’s got a job in the city,
Says that she’s always too busy
She’s got a real nice tattoo,
In a place I want to get in to,
But my mom still drives me too school
So tell me what else can I do?
I bought my fake ID for you
She told me to meet her there,
But I can’t afford the bus fare,
I’m not old enough for her,
Just thinking about being eighteen
She’s got me waiting in a queue,
For a bar I can’t get in to,
I’m not old enough for you,
I’m just waiting ‘till I’m eighteen

In my bedroom thinking of you,
Your pictures in my private folder,
I know one day that I will hold you,
I’ll make my move when I get older
Hey [x16]
She told me to meet her there,
But I can’t afford the bus fare,
I’m not old enough for her,
Just thinking about being eighteen
She’s got me waiting in a queue,
For a bar I can’t get in to,
I’m not old enough for you,
I’m just waiting ‘till I’m eighteen.