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We owned the world, we owned the sun
They were blue-jean summers, jam-packed with fun
Way back when I was nine or ten
How great it was to be a kid!
Where knees fell down, and bums would skid
Down asphalt roads, when life was good
We called ourselves blue denim twins

Summer mornings, flies were buzzin'.
Grab our bikes, and take a ride
And eat our lunch 'neath steel blue skies
Wipe sticky hands on blue jean thighs

Drink a gulp of Lipton tea
Sweetened with love, for you and me
The radio played those Elvis songs 
A "send-off" smile, a day for fun

Running down the road, one mishap or a fall...
Band-aid & bubble gum, soon fixed our frowns
A patch on your skin and one on your jeans
We wore them with honor, but, we were teased!

Skating down the sidewalk, going clickity-clack
Stepping on the cracks will break your mother's back
Later playing jacks, counting threes and fours
Sitting cross legged on the kitchen floor


When dinner was ready, we'd be in luck
Spaghetti to twirl, and peach short cake
We owned the sun, we owned the world
Those blue jean summers, when we were friends…

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