Take a left here, boy, take it slow
Don't get distracted by that radio
I just rolled my eyes and I said, "Daddy, I know"
I'm fifteen, I ain't green like some old ten year-old
What I wouldn't give to be sixteen, wild and free
Cruisin' up and down Main in my F-150
Roll the windows down, bass too loud from this burned CD
I'll be right where I wanna be when I'm sixteen, sixteen, yeah
Sixteen
Now that I can drive, finally feel alive, but I got this curfew
Sneakin' in late, smellin' like my girlfriend's perfume, yeah
People talkin' 'bout college and knowledge and that's alright
But all I'm thinkin' 'bout is an unsupervised Saturday night
What I wouldn't give to be eighteen, wild and free
Bustin' off a can of that grizzly wintergreen
Lookin' old enough to pull off this fake ID
I'll be right where I wanna be when I'm eighteen, eighteen
Eighteen, yeah
I'm old enough to smoke, I'm old enough to vote
But they turn me away when I go to the Cotton Eye Joe
They say the grass is always greener and I believe that's right
But my friends are off to Vegas and they're leavin' me behind
What I wouldn't give to be twenty-one, wild and free
Open up a cold one and drink it legally
Chase a bunch of girls, go see the world, let my wild streak run
I'll be right where I wanna be when I'm twenty-one, twenty-one
Woah, when I'm twenty-one (It'll all be alright)
Yeah, when I'm twenty-one, it'll be alright
Yeah, it'll all be alright when I'm twenty-one
Now I'm twenty-five and I'm drinkin' wine with my wife at home
Got a couple dogs and a couple songs on the radio
And we sit around and we laugh about how it used to be
When all we cared about was turnin' sixteen
