Looking at the radio caught up in a dream,
'Bout the days gone by when no one had a TV,
Hopin' that the weatherman would say good things,
Like no rain on Friday for the drive-in movie,
Little kids didn't have a care,
There was love growing up everywhere,
But when I open my eyes and the dream stops playin',
You can still find me somewhere saying,
I shoulda been born in '45,
In '54 I woulda been 9,
White shirt, Poodle skirt, Silk hair tie,
Dancing in the moonlight,
That woulda been nice,
Yeah, that woulda been nice,
Boombox on my shoulder wit' my favorite tape,
I'm reppin' my 8 tracks and my buckle-up skates,
How do I know about that you say, You say,
You wear bell-bottom jeans get a double take,
From all the guys and the girls who look your way,
Back then people didn't always agree,
But the love goin' round was revolutionary
And even though the world was crazy,
I'd still go back if my dreams could take me oh,
I shoulda been born in '65,
In '74 I woulda been 9,
Tryna' get home after playin' outside,
Racin' street lights racin' street lights,
I shouda been born in '65,
I woulda been a teenager in '79,
Teasing my hair so it looks just right,
On a Saturday night yeah,
That woulda been nice,
Growin' up I never really had a care,
There was love all the time and everywhere,
And even though sometimes my world may get a little crazy,
I find myself bein' proud when I say, yeah
I coulda been born in '45,
But the truth is I got here right on time,
And I thank God for every day of life,
It suits me just right, It suits me just right,
And lovely 1991,
That's the year that I come from,
And I wouldn't wanna trade it for another time,
I love this life yeah,
I love this life,
Ooohhh, I love this life,
Ooohhh, I love this life...
