Bell bottoms were really cool.
Cuttin´ class an´ skippin´ school.
I ´member packin´ that ol´ fishin´ pole.
Skinny-dippin´ at a swimmin´ hole.
Back light, red lights an´ strobe lights too,
Were all the rage for me an´ you.
Only one thing I miss more than that:
I want my mullet back.

I want my mullet back.
My ol´ Camero, an´ my eight-track.
Fuzzy dice hangin´ loose an´ proud.
ZZ Top, they´re playin´ loud.
A simple time, that´s what I miss.
Your mini-skirt an´ your sweet kiss.
Things are changin´ man, an´ that´s a fact.
I want my mullet back.

Back. Back.
Back. Back.
Back. Back.

I want my mullet back.
My ol´ Camero, an´ my eight-track.
Fuzzy dice hangin´ loose an´ proud.
Lynrd Skynrd, they´re playin´ loud.
A simple time, that´s what I miss.
Your mini-skirt an´ your sweet kiss.
Things are changin´ man, and that´s a fact.
I want my mullet back.

I want my mullet back.
My ol´ Camero, an´ my eight-track.
Fuzzy dice hangin´ loose an´ proud.
Bob Seger singin´ an´ I´m out in the crowd.
A simple time, that´s what I miss.
Your mini-skirt an´ your sweet kiss.
Things are changin´ man, and that´s a fact.
I want my mullet back.

I want my mullet back.
I want my mullet back.
I want my mullet back.
I want my mullet back.
Ow!