18 - 5 Seconds of Summer

I wish that I was eighteen,

To do all the things,

You read in a magazine,

I’m not saying I want to be Charlie Sheen.

She’s just a little bit older,

I want to get to know her,

She said it’s already over.

So tell me what else can I do?

I bought my fake ID for you.

She told me to meet her there,

I can’t afford the bus fare,

I’m not old enough for her,

I just hate not being eighteen.

You got me waiting in a queue,

For a bar I can’t get into,

I’m not old enough for you,

I’m just waiting 'til I’m eighteen.

I think she wants to get with me,

But she’s got a job in the city,

Says that she’s always too busy.

She’s got a naughty tattoo,

In a place that I want to get to,

But my mom still drives me to school.

So tell me what else can I do?

I bought my fake ID for you.

She told me to meet her there,

I can’t afford the bus fare,

I’m not old enough for her,

I just hate not being eighteen.

You got me waiting in a queue,

For a bar I can’t get into,

I’m not old enough for you,

I’m just waiting 'til I’m eighteen.

In my bedroom thinking of her,

Her pictures in my private folder,

I know one day that I will hold her,

I’ll make my move when I get older.

Hey

She told me to meet her there,

I can’t afford the bus fare,

I’m not old enough for her,

I just hate not being eighteen.

You got me waiting in a queue,

For a bar I can’t get into,

I’m not old enough for you,

I’m just waiting 'til I’m eighteen.

I’m so sick of waiting 'til I’m eighteen.