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When we were just young kids hanging around 
the one grocery store there was in town 
drinking Yoo-Hoo and chewing Bazooka Joe 

While we were joking, cussing and spitting
playing baseball, swimming or just sitting
Our innocence was dying and we didn’t know

A surprising change started taking place
our youthful thoughts and games had been replaced
by images of girls any place we’d look

All of a sudden they were everywhere 
there was nothing to do but stop and stare
they had our brains beginning to boil and cook

Although they had always been there before
they were just whiny brats and nothing more
put upon this earth to only cause us pain

I can’t be sure how it happened or why
and honestly I didn’t even try
all we knew was they were driving us insane

There’s one good thing about hot summer days
was that there were only a couple ways
to stay cool there in the armpit of the state

The hotter the sun the less clothes we wore
girls in halter tops made the list for sure
and for a 14 year old boy that was great
 
Boff, boink, doing it, diddle, dip your wick,  
the nasty, getting dirty, ball and stick
getting laid, got lucky, going all the way, 

Rounding all the bases, home run, touchdown, 
hide the sausage, squeaky and getting down
round and round, up and down or a nice payday

Though none of us had ever played the games
we sure became experts on all the names
but hey I guess we all had to have our dream

That’s what happens to imagination
when in a town with a population 
that’s smaller than the average football team 

Now don’t get me wrong, I don’t mean to say
that girls were all we thought about all day
because there were times we had to eat and sleep

Now I smile when I think about back then
sometimes I wish those days were here again
but at least I have great memories to keep
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