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Seventeen and innocent 
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I wonder where all the years went 
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Lookin back on a youth misspent 
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God I miss those days 
 
 
All the chances that we took 
Always leaped and never looked 
I tell you I could write a book 
On all the hell we raised 
 
CHORUS1: 
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Thought I was cool with my Lucky Strikes 
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I didn't start too many fights 
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But in those days I finished quite a few 
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Beat up cars and the cheapest wine 
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And any trouble we could find 
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The worst of days were the best of times 
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Lookin back through life's rearview 
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And lookin back I miss my misspent youth 
 
I'm no worse now for the wear 
I've gotten married, cut my hair 
Me and her we're quite a pair 
All my friends say 
 
And speaking of old friends 
We still talk now and then 
'Cept now there's a few of them 
You can only reach by prayer 
 
CHORUS 2: 
 
We were cool with our Lucky Strikes 
Didn't start too many fights 
But in those days we 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 
 
 
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 
 
And lookin back I miss my misspent youth 
 
I miss my misspent youth