Seventeen and innocent
I wonder where all the years went
Lookin back on a youth misspent
God I miss those days
All the chances that we took
Thought I was cool with my Lucky Strikes
I didn't start too many fights
But in those days I finished quite a few
Beat up cars and the cheapest wine
And any trouble we could find
The worst of days were the best of times
Lookin back through life's rearview
And lookin back I miss my misspent youth
I'm no worse now for the wear