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Corey Smith
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Twenty-One (2011)
When I was only 17, I couldnt wait for 21. I'd hang around on Clayton Street in the bars there getting drunk. A baseball cap and a fake ID would get me in the clubs. Then I would dance with the college girls and lie about who I was. I'd say ' I'm pre-med here at UGA, live on Milledge Avenue, I was raised over in Buckhead, I drive a BMW.' I was breaking hearts and taking names and numbers just for fun. Stealing kisses, wishing I was 21. Thursdays came and pocket change would quickly disappear. Upstairs of Lowry's Tavern, we'd pay a nickel for a beer. Shooting pool, smoking cigarettes, with a dizzy head and a grin. At 4 am on a school night, still hanging out with my friends. One hour's sleep on a dirty couch, no shower, off to school. Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com Smelling just like a brewery with a bad hangover too. The teachers would all hassle me, 'stay awake, pay attention.' I was catching hell, wishing I was 21. The youngest one of all my friends, I didn't act my age. Too cool for the football games and the homecoming parades. Now I'm somewhere in the gray of middle class and middle-age. The man in the mirror looks more like my father every day, my clothes are out of fashion, my hair is getting thin. My favorite conversation starts with ' I remember when...' Still we go down to that college town, dancing at the 80's bar. We drink until we feel a whole lot cooler than we are, then I look at all those college girls, so innocent and young, and I just check them out and say 'damn I wish I was 21'.
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