The official music video for Corey Smith's "Twenty-One (2011)"
Available at iTunes: http://bit.ly/TheBrokenRecord
When I was only seventeen, I couldn't wait for twenty one
I'd hang around on Clayton Street in the bars there gettin' drunk
A baseball cap and a fake ID would get me in the clubs
Then I would dance with the college girls and lie about who I was
I'd say "I'm pre-Med. here at UGA, live on Milledge Avenue.
I was raised over in Buckhead, I drive a BMW."
I was breakin' hearts and takin' names and numbers just for fun.
Stealin' kisses wishin' I was twenty one.
Thursdays came and pocket change would quickly disappear
Upstairs at Lowry's Tavern, we'd pay a nickel for the beer
Shootin' pool, smokin' cigarettes with a dizzy head and a grin
At four A.M. on a school night, still hangin' out with my friends
One hour's sleep on a dirty couch, no shower, off to school
Smellin' just like a brewery with a bad hangover too
The teachers all would hassle me: "Stay awake, pay attention"
I was catchin' hell, wishin' I was twenty one.
The youngest one of all my friends, I didn't act my age
Too cool for the football games and the homecoming parades
Now I’m somewhere in the grey of middle class and middle age
The man in the mirror looks more like my father every day
My clothes are out of fashion, my hair is gettin’ thin
And my favorite conversation starts with I remember when
Still we go down to that college town dancin’ at the 80s bar
We drink until we feel a whole lot cooler than we are
Then I look at all those college girls so innocent and young
And I just check 'em out, and say "Damn... I wish I was twenty one"