Saw Star Wars at least eight times   Had the Pac-Man pattern memorized   And I've seen the stuff they put inside   Stretch Armstrong (yeah)   I was Roger Staubach in my backyard   Had a shoebox full of baseball cards   And a couple of Evil Knievel scars   On my right arm   I was a kid when Elvis died   And my momma cried      It was nineteen seventy somethin'   And the world that I grew up in   Farrah Fawcett hairdo days   Bell bottoms and eight track tapes   Lookin' back now I can see me   Oh man, did I look cheesy   But I wouldn't trade those days for nothin'   Oh it was nineteen seventy-somethin'      It was the dawning of a new decade   We got our first microwave   Dad broke down and   Finally shaved them old sideburns off   I took the stickers off of my Rubik's Cube   Watched M-TV all afternoon   My first love was Daisy Duke   And them cut-off jeans   Space Shuttle fell out of the sky   And the whole world cried      It was nineteen eighty-somethin'   And the world that I grew up in   Skatin' rinks and black Trans-Ams   Big hair and parachute pants   And lookin' back now I can see me   Oh man, did I look cheesy   I wouldn't trade those days for nothin'   Oh it was nineteen eighty-somethin'      Now I've got a mortgage and an SUV   But all this responsibility   Makes me wish   Sometimes      That it was nineteen eighty-something   And the world that I grew up in   Skatin' rinks and black Trans-Ams   Big hair and parachute pants   And lookin' back now I can see me   Oh man, did I look cheesy   I wouldn't trade those days for nothin'   Oh it was nineteen eighty-something   Nineteen seventy-something   Oh, it was nineteen somethin'