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Shootin' Dr. Pepper cans
With your brand new Red Ryder
That old foldin' lawn chair
Makes the perfect X-wing fighter
Those no name baseball cards
Spinnin' in your spokes
Now that's cool

Turnin' seventeen
And Daddy loosens up the curfew
Drivin' home at midnight
That ol' Buick smells like perfume
Making your own money
Havin' coffee with your folks
Now that's cool

Knowin' where you're goin'
Oh, embracin' where you been
Bein' criticized for standin' strong
In a battle you can't win
Livin' in a moment
That you may never see again
And let your heart
Break some rules
Now that's cool

Wakin' up with your new bride
A room beside the ocean
And ten years later goin' back
To relive that emotion
She tells you what she's thinkin'
But never says a word
Now that's cool

Knowin' where you're goin'
Oh, embracin' where you been
Bein' criticized for standin' strong
In a battle you can't win
Livin' in a moment
That you may never see again
But let your heart
Break some rules
Now that's cool

The pitcher is your six year old
You're his full time catcher
And he gets a new bb gun
And 'you'll put your eye out' lecture
Your three year old is singin'
A song that she just learned

Now that's cool

Knowin' where you're goin'
Oh, embracin' where you been
Bein' criticized for standin' strong
In a battle you can't win
Livin' in a moment
That you may never see again
So let your heart
Break some rules
Now that's cool