[00:00.000] 作词 : Mitchell Brown
[00:01.000] 作曲 : Mitchell Brown
[00:11.356]Momma told me not to look at the sun
[00:13.428]but I would put my shades on and I’d do it for fun
[00:16.419]and my daddy told me I should come in soon
[00:18.984]but I spent all night singing a duet with the moon
[00:21.829]So tell the, jukebox, to mute all the blues
[00:24.976]tell the, sandman, to break all the rules
[00:27.792]tell the, young kids, with all the tattoos
[00:30.656]all the stories for you kids when they ask you
[00:32.981]and hold up, when you tell it tell it all don’t you leave out a page
[00:36.077]The good girls go to heaven bad ones go back stage (ahh damn)
[00:39.759]Tell the bouncer he should open the gates
[00:41.785]Until the wheels fall off and everything breaks
[00:45.109]
[00:45.470]Bad grades and minimum wage
[00:47.500]We were always in love, and coming home late
[00:50.176]when it was okay, to act our age oh no
[00:54.486]Make me feel like I’m in high school.
[00:56.947]
[00:57.127]Back woods and backseats
[00:58.744]We were flying through all the backstreets
[01:01.779]When the cops turned all our parties into track meets, yeah
[01:05.965]Make me feel like I’m in high school
[01:08.763]
[01:17.142]Make me feel like I’m in high school
[01:19.694]Momma told me keep my eyes on the prize
[01:21.574]but I was only 16 I would stay up all night
[01:24.485]and my, my daddy told me I should pick up my room
[01:27.378]but I spent all day singing a duet with the broom
[01:30.053]So tell the, jukebox I’m calling a truce
[01:32.939]Tell the sandman to kick of his shoes
[01:35.876]Tell the young kids with all the taboos
[01:38.759]all the rules that you broke when they ask you
[01:41.058]And hold up when you tell it tell it all
[01:43.042]don’t you leave out a page
[01:44.173]the good girls go to heaven bad ones go back stage (ahh damn)
[01:47.769]Tell Saint Peter he should open the gates
[01:50.160]Until the wheels fall off and everything breaks
[01:53.034]
[02:15.261]When I close my eyes I dream of rock & roll
[02:20.816]Loud noises and loud voices, a night we lost control
[02:26.472]and this could be the night they warned us about
[02:32.042]and if it is, god forbid, plug me in
[02:36.261]Let’s make it feel like I’m in High School
[02:39.186]
[02:39.348]Bad Grades, minimum wage
[02:41.296]we were, always in love and coming home late
[02:43.820]when it was, okay, to act our age, oh no
[02:47.713](Make me feel like I’m in high school)
[02:50.671]Backwoods and backseats
[02:52.443]we were, flying through all the backstreets
[02:55.410]when the cops turned all our parties into track meets, yeah
[02:59.371](Make me feel like I’m in high school)