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 That's '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 No we can't talk at all Please take me along When you slide on down
The cuervo gold The fine columbian Make tonight a wonderful thing
No we can't dance together No we can't talk at all
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