| Lines form on my face and hands |
| Lines form from the ups and downs |
| I'm in the middle without any plans |
| I'm a boy and I'm a man |
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| I'm eighteen, and I don't know what I want |
| Eighteen, I just don't know what I want |
| Eighteen, I gotta get away |
| I'll gotta get out of this place |
| I'll go runnin' in outer space, yeah |
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| I got a baby's brain and an old man's heart |
| Took eighteen years to get this far |
| Don't always know what I'm talkin' about |
| Feels like I'm livin' in the middle of doubt |
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| 'Cause I'm eighteen, I get confused every day |
| Eighteen, I just don't know what to say |
| Eighteen, I gotta get away |
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| Lines form on my face and my hands |
| Lines form on the left and right |
| I'm in the middle, the middle of life |
| I'm a boy and I'm a man |
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| I'm eighteen and I like it |
| Yes, I like it |
| Oh, I like it |
| Love it, like it, love it |
| Eighteen, eighteen |
| Eighteen, eighteen and I like it |