Shootin dr. Pepper cans with your brand new red ryder
That old folding lawn chair makes the perfect x-wing fighter
Those no-name baseball cards spinning in your spokes
Now thats cool
Turnin 17 and daddy loosens up the curfew
Drivin home at midnight that old buick smells like perfume
Making your own money, having coffee with your folks
Now thats cool
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Knowin where youre goin embracin where youve been
Being criticized for standin strong in a battle you cant win
Livin in a moment you may never see again
Let your heart break some rules
Now thats cool
Wakin up with your new bride a room beside the ocean
10 years later goin back to relive that emotion
She tells you what shes thinking but never says a word
Now thats cool
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The pitcher is your six year old, youre his full time catcher
He gets a new bb gun and youll put your eye out lecture
Your 3 year old is singin the song that she just learned
Now thats cool
