Taylor Swift sings about being 22,
& There's a song on the radio about 19, me, & you
And I think that it's overrated being 20 something these days
You turn 21, stop singin' strawberry wine
Instead you pour yourself a glass and really taste it this time
Oh it seems a little different rollin' around on your tongue
But what about 18, what about prom queen
If I had known that year would disappear, I would've made it last
And what about freedom, not needing a reason
And I hate to say that 18's a part of my past
Oh, what about that?
Growin' up is tough like everybody says it is
And there's a time in your life, you think you'll never win again
Oh but that's what makes you stronger, welcome to life's hardest game
And everything's important, you take care of yourself
No parents to control you, or cry to for help
'Cause now you're the older one you used to call when you were afraid
But what about 18, what about prom queen
If I had known that year would disappear, I would've made it last
And what about freedom, not needing a reason
And I hate to say that 18's a part of my past
Oh, what about that?
Hold on to 18 as long as you can, oh you think you're all grown up
But that's all an old-age scam, oh what I'd do to wish on 18 candles again
When you are 18, remember the prom queen
And this year is gonna disappear, so you better make it last
Hold onto freedom, not needing a reason
Oh 'cause pretty soon 18 will be a part of your past
Oh, what about that