I'm eighteen

Lines form on my face and hands lines form from the ups and downs
I'm in the middle without any plans I'm a boy and I'm a man
I'm eighteen and I don't know what I want eighteen I just don't know what I want
Eighteen I gotta get away I gotta get out of this place I'll go runnin' in outer space oh yeah
I got a baby's brain and an old man's heart took eighteen years to get this far
Don't always know what I'm talkin' about feels like I'm livin' in the middle of doubt
'cause I'm eighteen I get confused every day eighteen I just don't know what to say eighteen I gotta get away
Whoa lines form on my face and my hands lines form on the left and right
I'm in the middle the middle of life I'm a boy and I'm a man
I'm eighteen and I like it yes I like it oh I like it love it like it love it
Eighteen eighteen eighteen eighteen and I like it

alice cooper

I bet that you look good on the dancefloor

Stop making the eyes at me, I'll stop making the eyes at you
And what it is that surprises me, is that I don't really want you too
And your shoulders are frozen (cold as the night)
Oh but you're an explosion (you're dynamite)
Your name isn't Rio, but I don't care for sand
Lighting the fuse might result in a bang b-b-bang-go!

I bet that you look good on the dancefloor
I don't know if you're looking for romance or...
I don't know what you're looking for
Well I bet that you look good on the dancefloor
Dancing to electro-pop like a robot from 1984
From 1984!

I wish you'd stop ignoring me, because it's sending me to despair
Without a sound yeh your calling me, and I don't think it's very fair
That your shoulders are frozen (cold as the night)
Oh but you're an explosion (you're dynamite)
Your name isn't Rio, but I don't care for sand
Lighting the fuse might result in a bang b-b-bang-go!

I bet that you look good on the dancefloor
I don't know if you're looking for romance or...
I don't know what you're looking for
Well I bet that you look good on the dancefloor
Dancing to electro-pop like a robot from 1984
From 1984!

Oh there ain't no love no,no Montague's or Capulets
Just banging tunes in DJ sets and
Dirty dancefloors and dreams of naughtiness!

Well, I bet that you look good on the dancefloor
I don't know if you're looking for romance or...
I don't know what you're looking for
I said I bet you look good on the dancefloor
Dancing to electro-pop like a robot from 1984
Yeah, From 1984!

artic monkeys