Lyrics
I wish that I was eighteen,
Do all the things,
You read in a magazine, you know
I'm not saying I wanna be Charlie Sheen
She's just a little bit older,
But I want to get to know her,
But she said it's already over
So tell me what else can I do?
I bought my fake ID for you
She told me to meet her there,
I can't afford the bus fare,
I'm not old enough for her,
I'm just waiting 'til I'm eighteen
You got me waiting in a queue,
For a bar I can't get into,
I'm not old enough for you,
I'm just, Los Angeles
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 naughty tattoo,
In a place that I want to get to,
But my mom still drives me to school
So tell me what else can I do?
I bought my fake ID for you
She told me to meet her there,
I can't afford the bus fare,
I'm not old enough for her,
I'm just waiting 'til I'm eighteen
You got me waiting in a queue,
For a bar I can't get into,
I'm not old enough for you,
I'm just waiting 'til I'm eighteen
In my bedroom thinking of her,
Her pictures in my private folder,
I know one day that I will hold her,
I'll make my move when I get older
She told me to meet her there,
I can't afford the bus fare,
I'm not old enough for her,
I'm just waiting 'til I'm eighteen
You got me waiting in a queue,
For a bar I can't get into,
I'm not old enough for you,
I'm just waiting 'til I'm eighteen
I'm so sick of waiting 'til I'm eighteen
Ash Frances Howes, Luke Robert Hemmings, Michael Gordon Clifford, Richard Frederick Stannard, Roy Neville Francis Stride, Seton Daunt
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