"Practice Swing" lyrics

It's easy to play pretend
When you're a wannabe know it all rebel kid
Driving a second-hand pick-up truck
That you bought wrecked
Friday night football lights
Saturday night keg party dreams
She took a little piece of you when
She gave back your class ring

It wasn't the real thing
Just a practice swing

Life was just a new song blaring on the radio
Fake ID that worked at the Amoco
Wasn't real money, borrowed time
First base, first love up all night
Bending the rules, playing the game
White lies, little sins fade away
Everything about seventeen
Is just a practice swing

Overnight it all changed
All the faces and all the names
Everybody started keeping score
In a rat race for a little more
But in my head I'm still that kid
Fighting this dog
Ain't got no quit

Man I'd love to do it all again
Like I did way back when

Life was just a new song blaring on the radio
Fake ID that worked at the Amoco
Wasn't real money, borrowed time
First base, first love up all night
Bending the rules, playing the game
White lies, little sins fade away
Everything about seventeen
Is just a practice swing

Life was just a new song blaring on the radio
Fake ID that worked at the Amoco
Wasn't real money, borrowed time
First base, first love up all night
Bending the rules, playing the game
White lies, little sins fade away
Everything about seventeen
Is just a practice swing

Is just a practice swing
Just a practice swing
Just a practice swing