Lyrics

STILL 21 IN MY HEAD
© 2006 Margaret MacDonald

I’m dancin to Santana and the Dead
Daisy chain crown on my head
And a peace sign round my neck
Still 21 in my head
I’m in a smoky bar acting Parisian
Debating politics in French
The wine’s doing most of the talking
Still 21 in my head
Don’t care what the mirror says, got a lotta life in me yet, still 21 in my head

I’m noticing my stray grays and fine lines
And my tendency to forget
But there’s a sparkle in each of my blue eyes
Cuz I’m still 21 in my head
And I might not run a six-minute mile
Or look as stunning in a little black dress
But I’ve still got a pretty nice smile
Cuz I’m still 21 in my head
Don’t care what the mirror says, got a lotta love in me yet, still 21 in my head
[short solo]
I’m sitting in a church full of the faithful
Wishing I’d stayed in bed
It’s not that I don’t need the confessional
I’m just 21 in my head
I’m not gonna lose my optimism
And I still refuse to be led
I know I’m not too old to have opinions
Cuz I’m 21 in my head
Don’t care what the mirror says
Got a lotta life in me yet, still 21—only 21—in my head