Eighteen Is Over the Hill
Bob Markley, Ron Morgan
[Verse 1]
Antique white lace
A plastic face
A tinfoil place
An empty space
You're so hung up on yourself
And nothing else
[Chorus]
I like too much the rain
The power of my brain
The sunshine and the open road
Ahead of me
[Verse 2]
Laughing because
It's right to laugh
Dress up at night
In the right dress
You can't change me
Into something that I'm not
[Chorus]
I like too much the rain
The power of my brain
The sunshine and the open road
Ahead of me
[Verse 3]
I'll hear your line
Some other time
When miming
Performance rhyme
The way you feel
It is so phony and unreal
[Chorus]
I like too much the rain
The power of my brain
The sunshine and the open road
Ahead of me
I like too much the rain
The power of my brain
The sunshine and the open road
Ahead of me