How many times Can you take it on the chin I slept through your last goodbye And your mind was set on him But I don’t care where you’ve been Anymore
In my formative years My memory was preserved In alcohol and dancing You know when I was handsome Thinking I was happy Using every tactic To get you on your back Throw you in the sack Now I want you back I want to be back in my formative years In my formative years
Somewhere in the world You are waiting to be found Like the first that time we met In the doorway of the underground And the world kept spinning around Anyway
In my formative years My memory was preserved In alcohol and dancing You know when I was handsome Thinking I was happy Using every tactic To get you on your back Throw you in the sack Now I want you back I want to be back in my formative years In my formative years
In my formative years My memory was preserved In alcohol and dancing You know when I was handsome Thinking I was happy Using every tactic To get you on your back Throw you in the sack Now I want you back I want to be back in my formative years In my formative years In my formative years