Fifteen and a half and I snuck out of bed,
To discover the girl who could shake off the day.
It didn’t matter I was by myself,
Cause who cares what they say?
So I taught myself to get down,
Only when the music is way too loud.
I learned how to laugh and jump around,
To the urge of a raging, pounding sound.
Maybe I haven’t seen her in a while
But I return to the silent rock show
After the fact of the crap the day had to send.
Eighteen and I still hide away from the same man.
But I’m here at eighteen and at least the girl in the mirror
Is still my best friend.
So I get down! Yeah I still got it,
Even if I don’t listen to all the songs I used to.
I got the jump and the leap in my step,
The dancing I’ve got to get to at night when it’s half past two.
Maybe I regret how I came off needy after the fact,
But I missed her so much and couldn’t think of anything else to say.
So what, now what, I guess she felt like she needed to go her own way.
So that’s what happened and I may still think about it all the time,
But hey, you know what helps me feel better about it is that I find,
I can still get down! Don’t have to feel like a defeat cause there’s still this sick, sick beat
And I guess God had something better in mind.
The anger underneath wants me to say to her, “Hey, who needs you anyway?”
But one thing I know as a Poetry King,
Is there’s no need to pretend I don’t care.
You know the truth is that I feel everything.
So I get down!
I get down to the way that hurt, how my true love ran,
And I have to know the Lord’s got my best intrest in plan.
And He lifts me up in the dark, to give me a song to sing,
Crying “Dear Lord, thank you for today and the blessings You give for free!
And here Lord, I don’t want or need these!
You can take all my anxious feelings from me!”
And no matter whether you believe in God,
I think you can still always get down.
So let’s hit that replay one more time,
To get down in the meanwhile, till we can get out of this town.