Lyrics 1978 - Chelcie Gette

You were 19, world at your feet
Hair slicked back, and your bell-bottom jeans
Young Travolta at heart, already had a start

Liked to kick back with all your friends
Rock out to Zeppelin, share a bottle of red
Dance to the Bee-Gees all night
Got that fever, all right!

You're out there staying alive
Your disco soul won't die
Keep holding on to every moment you can

Still got that fever in your eyes
Happy days on your mind
Nothing can replace
1978

She was fun, wild, and free
Always more than a woman to me
Farrah Fawcet hair, and eyes that made you stare

She'll always be the last dance
Your first love and romance
Keep holding on to every moment you can

Still got that fever in your eyes
Happy days on your mind
Nothing can replace

1978, please bring me back to those days 1978
1978, please bring me back to those days 1978
1978, please bring me back to those days 1978
1978, please bring me back to those days 1978
And bring me back to those days and
And bring me back to those times and
And bring back to those days backs to those
And bring me back to those days and
And bring me back to those times and
And bring back to those days backs to those