Take a little trip with me back to junior high   Set the time machine to 1975   We just found out that momma's gonna have another kid   back in the 8th grade      remember the days when life was not so mysterious   follow me down the hall to the cafeteria   where the worst thing i could mess up   was dipping yesterday's corn dog in last week's ketchup   back in the 8th grade      *chorus*   Why does the past always seem safer?   Maybe because at least we know me made it   And why do we worry about the future?   When every day will come just the way the Lord ordained it   You can believe it, yeah, just like the 8th grade      Step out into the hall and feel the moment pass   Slam the locker, there's the bell, we're running to class   'Cause Mr. Jackson told us,"Don't be late to geometry again"   We're back in the 8th grade      I drop my books, sit down and mess with my hair   Suzie looks at me and smiles, I'm walking on air   Then I hear my name, I missed the question, I mumble something   The class is laughing, oh i love the 8th grade      *chorus*      **music**      *chorus*