Story Behind The Song

Remembering growing up in the 80's, before worries, wars. Basically a homage to the "Wonder Years".

Song Description

Tribute to 80's youth over Ne-yo type track.

Lyrics

I remember 80's and growing up
Before oil fields started burning up
My biggest worry getting home in time
To see Denise Huxtable she was so fine
We had only one phone, with a long cord
And if the call wasn't yours, you were so annoyed
Being sent to your room was harsh and cruel
Cuz hanging out doors was the thing to do
Just like the wood back in junior high
You'd compete with your boys to tell the biggest lie
And ready for the world let me love you down
My first slow grind with lisa stumbling around
I remember you lisa, but you probably forgot
We were just kids, but I thought you were hot
Jams was like fams hanging out in the quad
Do y'all remember when ken was mod?

To all the fresh girls
And all the b-boys
To all the def crews
Let me hear some noise
East side, where you at
South side, throw ya hat
North side, don't stand pat
West side, keep it going like that

You were there for your friends all the time
Making silly dedications on the love line
15 believing this love's forever
Then breaking up, by the second semester
It was fast food jobs or maybe the park
Thinking we were so grown staying out past dark
Those trips to the mall spending up your check
It was all about pleats to get respect
Sohpomore year, only bangers were saggin'
And BMW stood for Big Momma Wagon
It was D's he was first to get his license
So we'd pile up in there none the wiser
We were always down to lend helping hands
Unless nilo's pop said don't make plans
That meant one less at the party that night
Which didn't really matter unless there was a fight


To all the new jacks
and all the new jills
Think back in time
When you had no bills
Class of 90 don't forget
We lived life with no regret
Come on lets do our step
The snake, reebok, then the prep

We ain't dead, just a little bit older now
But watch out, cuz we got growing clout
The selections in coming elections
Will all be gen -x es
We next, we'll be running the show
Republican Democrats all that you know
Our clothes may fit a little bit tighter
But our future never looked brighter