Pulled an old sweater from my dresser drawer Moths flew across the room Put on my brother’s old sneakers Ripped sides, soles worn through Got in my dad’s old beat-up truck With the worn-out key Listening to Lynyrd Skynyrd On an old CD Told a joke Guess it didn’t land Heard nobody laughed But I got that secondhand Secondhand clothes Secondhand plans Secondhand stories From secondhand friends I’ve had enough Of getting by Living somebody else’s Secondhand life La La La La La La Now now now I Check the minutes On my swatch circa 1985 Looks like I’ll be late Cuz the second hands behind Went to the thrift Looking for something new to buy Came across an old magazine Said the time is nigh. Said get yourself a job Find yourself a wife Take our advice, Don’t go living a secondhand life Secondhand clothes Secondhand plans Secondhand stories From secondhand friends I’ve had enough Of getting by Living somebody else’s Secondhand life La La La La La La Now now now Some call it retro Like a fashion statement Atari 2600 still In my basement Fumbling through the drawer Found an old mixtape Some call it nostalgia It just was never replaced Secondhand clothes Secondhand plans Secondhand stories From secondhand friends I’ve had enough Of getting by Living somebody else’s Secondhand life La La La La La La
