Way back when in sixty-seven I was the dandy of gamma chi
Sweet things from boston so young and willing Moved down to scarsdale, where the hell am I?
Hey nineteen No we can't dance together No we can't talk at all Please take me along When you slide on down
Hey nineteen thats 'retha franklin She don't remember the queen of soul It's hard times befallen the sole survivors She thinks I'm crazy but I'm just growing old
Hey nineteen (No we got nothing in common) We can't dance together (No we can't talk at all) Please take me along When you slide on down
Sure looks good mm, mm, mm... Skate a little lower now
The cuervo gold The fine columbian Make tonight a wonderful thing
Say it again...
The cuervo gold The fine columbian Make tonight a wonderful thing
The cuervo gold The fine columbian Make tonight a wonderful thing
No we cant dance together, No we cant talk at all...
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