That it was nineteen eighty-something
I wouldn't trade those days for nothin'
And lookin' back now I can see me
I wouldn't trade those days for nothin'
Oh it was nineteen eighty-somethin'
Big hair and parachute pants
And I've seen the stuff they put inside
Nineteen seventy-something
And them cut-off jeans
Lookin' back now I can see me
Dad broke down and
Oh man, did I look cheesy
Skatin' rinks and black Trans-Ams
Farrah Fawcett hairdo days
Finally shaved them old sideburns off
We got our first microwave
And a couple of Evil Knievel scars
Sometimes
Watched M-TV all afternoon
And the world that I grew up in
Skatin' rinks and black Trans-Ams
I took the stickers off of my Rubik's Cube
Oh it was nineteen eighty-something
Had a shoebox full of baseball cards
On my right arm
Bell bottoms and eight track tapes
It was nineteen seventy somethin'
I was Roger Staubach in my backyard
Makes me wish
Big hair and parachute pants
And lookin' back now I can see me
Now I've got a mortgage and an SUV
Oh man, did I look cheesy
But I wouldn't trade those days for nothin'
It was the dawning of a new decade
Stretch Armstrong (yeah)
My first love was Daisy Duke
And my momma cried
I was a kid when Elvis died
And the whole world cried
Oh man, did I look cheesy
And the world that I grew up in
But all this responsibility
It was nineteen eighty-somethin'
And the world that I grew up in
Oh it was nineteen seventy-somethin'
Space Shuttle fell out of the sky
