High School Yearbook lyrics

Ever think about your high school friends
All the kids that you knew back when
If you`d pass`em on the street today
You just might see they`ve gone a different way

Lovely Linda was a friend of mine
Dressed to kill she always looked sure fine
We all thought she was a star back then
Now she`s entertaining businessmen

But she`s doin` what she wants to

Macho Johnny from around the block
Always had that funky walk
Now he`s wearing little sister clothes
Wrapped up in a world of pantyhose

But he`s doin` what he wants to
Gonna have a good time (gonna have a good time)
Wooh oh

Little Four-Eyes was the teacher`s pet
Stacks of books and his chemistry set
Now he`s a rancher down in ol` Brazil
Mixes powders making little pills

But he`s doin` what he wants to
Cause it makes him feel fine
Paid for the ticket
Might as well take a ride
The rest of them were born to tears
Or hiding fears and never broke away

Wimpy Andy was a punching bag
Screamed and hollered he was such a drag
Now you hear him on the radio
Sings songs and playing rock & roll
Rock & roll, rock & roll, rock & roll

Doin` what he wants to
Gonna have a good time
Paid for the ticket
Might was well take a ride, take a ride

Well he`s doin` what he wants to (doin` what he wants to)
Gonna have a good time
Doin` what he wants to (doin` want he wants to)
Gonna have a good time (have a good, have a good time)
Doin` what he wants to
He`s gonna have a good time
Hey
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