Jukebox
Momma told me not to look at the sun
But I would put my shades on and I'd do it for fun
And my, my daddy told me I should come in soon
But I spent all night singing a duet with the moon
So tell the jukebox to mute all the blues
Tell the sandman to break all the rules
Tell the young kids with all the tattoos
All the stories for your kids when they ask you
And hol' up, when you tell it, tell it all
Don't you leave out a page
The good girls go to heaven, bad ones go backstage
Ah damn, tell the bouncer he should open the gates
Until the wheels fall off, and everything brakes
Bad grades and minimum wage
We were always in love and coming home late
When it was okay to act our age
Oh no, make me feel like I'm in high school
Backwoods and back seats
We were flying through all the back streets
When the cops turned all our parties into track meets
Yeah, make me feel like I'm in high school
Make me feel like I'm in high school
Momma told me keep my eyes on the prize
But I was only sixteen, I would stay up all night
And my, my daddy told me I should pick up my room
But I spent all day singing a duet with the broom
So tell the jukebox I'm calling a truce
Tell the sandman to kick off his shoes
Tell the young kids with all the taboos
All the rules that you broke when they ask you
And hol' up, when you tell it, tell it all
Don't you leave out a page
The good girls go to heaven, bad ones go backstage
Ah damn, tell Saint Peter he should open the gates
Until the wheels fall off, and everything brakes
When I close my eyes, I dream of rock and roll
Loud noises and loud voices, the night we lost control
And this could be the night they warned us about
And if it is, god forbid, plug me in
Let's make it feel like I'm in high school
Bad grades and minimum wage
We were always in love and coming home late
When it was okay to act our age
Oh no, make me feel like I'm in high school
Backwoods and back seats
We were flying through all the back streets
When the cops turned all our parties into track meets
Yeah, make me feel like I'm in high school
But I would put my shades on and I'd do it for fun
And my, my daddy told me I should come in soon
But I spent all night singing a duet with the moon
So tell the jukebox to mute all the blues
Tell the sandman to break all the rules
Tell the young kids with all the tattoos
All the stories for your kids when they ask you
And hol' up, when you tell it, tell it all
Don't you leave out a page
The good girls go to heaven, bad ones go backstage
Ah damn, tell the bouncer he should open the gates
Until the wheels fall off, and everything brakes
Bad grades and minimum wage
We were always in love and coming home late
When it was okay to act our age
Oh no, make me feel like I'm in high school
Backwoods and back seats
We were flying through all the back streets
When the cops turned all our parties into track meets
Yeah, make me feel like I'm in high school
Make me feel like I'm in high school
Momma told me keep my eyes on the prize
But I was only sixteen, I would stay up all night
And my, my daddy told me I should pick up my room
But I spent all day singing a duet with the broom
So tell the jukebox I'm calling a truce
Tell the sandman to kick off his shoes
Tell the young kids with all the taboos
All the rules that you broke when they ask you
And hol' up, when you tell it, tell it all
Don't you leave out a page
The good girls go to heaven, bad ones go backstage
Ah damn, tell Saint Peter he should open the gates
Until the wheels fall off, and everything brakes
When I close my eyes, I dream of rock and roll
Loud noises and loud voices, the night we lost control
And this could be the night they warned us about
And if it is, god forbid, plug me in
Let's make it feel like I'm in high school
Bad grades and minimum wage
We were always in love and coming home late
When it was okay to act our age
Oh no, make me feel like I'm in high school
Backwoods and back seats
We were flying through all the back streets
When the cops turned all our parties into track meets
Yeah, make me feel like I'm in high school
Credits
Writer(s): Smith Elwyn Ahnquist, Neil Medley, Jeff Middleton
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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