Used to be the trouble maker
Hated home, I was a sweet heart-breaker
And at
But now I have my dream
I'm so ready/rowdy for eighteen

Never had a single buck
Hated home, I'm done with looks
But now I live my life
There's a lot of/to see(in') at eighteen

School days, school days
I'm older now and what will I find but my
School days, school days
I'm starting to slip, I'm losing my mind

Used to be the riot/wired bomb
Hated class, only lived for fun
I'm mean and got my scheme
At the crazy age of eighteen

Never made the animal
Hated moon, that I was told
Now I am almost free
It's a dangerous scene when you're eighteen

School days, school days
I'm older now and what will I find but my
School days, school days
I'm starting to slip, I'm losing my mind

[Thanks to btoma@hotmail.com for lyrics]