Not Done Being Young

I found a grey hair yesterday

Named her Susan, let her stay

Bought a planner, lost it twice

Guess I’m not the organized type

My friends are talking interest rates I’m looking up concert dates

I pay my taxes,

mow the lawn

Then put my favorite old boots on

They say there’s an age for everything Well,

who decided that?

I got a whole lot of living left And I’m not done

with that! I’m not done being young!

Not done making memories

Not done singing every word To songs from seventeen

Got a few more lines around my eyes And a whole lot

more to come

I’m getting older,

getting better

But I’m not done being young!

OH-OH!

NOT DONE! NO, I’M NOT DONE BEING YOUNG!

I don’t miss the way I used to cry

Over boys who couldn’t spell goodbye

I don’t miss being flat-out broke Or thinking every fight was the

end of hope

But I still love a midnight drive

Still get nervous before I go live

Still call my mom when something’s wrong Still turn the music up

too strong

I wouldn’t trade the things I’ve learned For another chance at twenty-one

But somebody tell the DJ I’m nowhere near done!

I don’t need my old mistakes To prove I’ve still got life

in me

I like the woman I’ve become

And who she’s gonna be

I’M NOT DONE BEING YOUNG!

Not done making memories Not done finding brand-new reasons

To love being me

Got a few more lines around my eyes And a whole lot

more to come

I’m getting older, getting better

BUT I’M NOT DONE BEING YOUNG!

OH-OH! NOT DONE!

NO, I’M NOT DONE BEING YOUNG!

And Susan’s coming with me! (hahaha)