[Verse 1]
I'm a 45 spinning on an old Victrola
I'm a two-strike swinger, I'm a Pepsi Cola
I'm a blue jean quarterback sayin', "I love you" to the prom queen
In a Chevy
I'm John Wayne, Superman, California
I'm a Kris Kristofferson, Sunday morning
I'm a mama and daddy singin' along to Don McLean
At the levee
[Chorus]
And I'm a child of a backseat freedom, baptized by rock and roll
Marilyn Monroe and the Garden of Eden
Never grow up, never grow old
Just another rebel in the great wide open
On a boulevard of broken dreams
And I learned everything I needed to know from John Cougar, John Deere, John 3:16
[Post-Chorus]
Hey, hey
Everything I needed
That's right
[Verse 2]
I'm Mark Twain on the Mississippi
I'm Hemingway with a shot of whiskey
I'm a TV dinner on a tray tryna figure out the Wheel of Fortune
I'm a Texaco star, I'm a Gibson guitar
I'm still a teenage kid tryna go too far
I'm a jukebox waiting in a neon bar, for a quarter
I'm a 45 spinning on an old Victrola
I'm a two-strike swinger, I'm a Pepsi Cola
I'm a blue jean quarterback sayin', "I love you" to the prom queen
In a Chevy
I'm John Wayne, Superman, California
I'm a Kris Kristofferson, Sunday morning
I'm a mama and daddy singin' along to Don McLean
At the levee
[Chorus]
And I'm a child of a backseat freedom, baptized by rock and roll
Marilyn Monroe and the Garden of Eden
Never grow up, never grow old
Just another rebel in the great wide open
On a boulevard of broken dreams
And I learned everything I needed to know from John Cougar, John Deere, John 3:16
[Post-Chorus]
Hey, hey
Everything I needed
That's right
[Verse 2]
I'm Mark Twain on the Mississippi
I'm Hemingway with a shot of whiskey
I'm a TV dinner on a tray tryna figure out the Wheel of Fortune
I'm a Texaco star, I'm a Gibson guitar
I'm still a teenage kid tryna go too far
I'm a jukebox waiting in a neon bar, for a quarter
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