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Doing what I can to make it through the day,

Wondering how I could have become so uncouth,

Chasing lovely ladies until the break of day;

It's all the product of a misspent youth.



Smoking like a freight train when th going gets rough,

Drinking like a fish on hard liquor that's smooth,

Looking for satisfaction because I can't get enough;

It's all the product of a misspent youth.



I've had my fair share of ups and downs,

Of happy moments and of heartaches too,

Wide grins turned into narrow frowns;

It's all the product of a misspent youth.



I've had friends that have been at my side,

Some have left me behind, some have been true,

Some have been with me when I've laughed and cried;

It's all the product of a misspent youth.



When I was 17, I struck out on my own,

Not liking the world, wanting to paint it black;

I could have been sitting on a golden throne,

But I like my life as it is, and I'll never look back.

I'll still do what I can, because I'm still a man,

But I'm the product of a misspent youth.





Patrick Hopkins