Eighteen was a rocket ride
I lit the fuse and held on tight
Every day was a Friday night
And I've got the scares to prove it
You know I blew up at Twenty Five
Saw those telephone poles flyin' by
Don't remember much that night,
I'm just happy I got through it.
And I let it run like an open vein
love the pleasure and curse the pain
Ooo foolish things I've done
I'm too old now to die young.
Woke up alone at 35
just across town from my ex wife
I get my two kids every friday night
and I work all week to do it.
Their mama and me couldn't work it out
Oh but that don't seem to matter now
They're all that I care about
and I've got their love to prove it.
And I let it run like an open vein
love the pleasure and curse the pain
Ooo foolish things I've done
But I'm too old now to die young.
And I let it run like an open vein
love the pleasure and curse the the pain
Ooo the things that I ain't done
And I never thought I'd make it here
wish I could love another hundred years
Ooo the things that I ain't done
I'm too old now to die young.
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