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When I was a senior…like most any high school kid… And drove around downtown at night - like so many did - the streets were full of fancy hot-rod cars. Raccoon tails were dangling from the cooler cars’ antennas, The chicks were wearing poodle skirts with sweaters and bandannas, and rock-n-roll was king beneath the stars. Bobby socks and ponytails were worn by most the girls, And guys were “cool,” with “duck-tail” hair and bangs with little curls, and leather jackets meant you were - a “hood!” The “chicks” were sweet, and guys would range from nice to really bad. Your folks were quite concerned about the kind of friends you had, and grounded you when you were less than good. Parking at the Drive-In…with your arm around your chick… You’d swear you’d only asked her out to - sit an’ watch the flick - which sounds a bit ridiculous today - And, when you finally made a pass to get a little kiss, She would tell you, “I did not go out with you for this.” (Not exactly what you’d hoped she’d say.) But who of us can make the claim - from first day to the last - That nowhere in our high school days there lurks a “sordid past,” and say there’s nothing we have ever done That we would kill our kids for doing…now that they are there. So when you preach - consider well the secrets that you bear, for what you did…“to have a little fun.”

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When I was a senior…like most any high school kid… And drove around downtown at night - like so many did - the streets were full of fancy hot-rod cars. Raccoon tails were dangling from the cooler cars’ antennas, The chicks were wearing poodle skirts with sweaters and bandannas, and rock-n-roll was king beneath the stars. Bobby socks and ponytails were worn by most the girls, And guys were “cool,” with “duck-tail” hair and bangs with little curls, and leather jackets meant you were - a “hood!” The “chicks” were sweet, and guys would range from nice to really bad. Your folks were quite concerned about the kind of friends you had, and grounded you when you were less than good. Parking at the Drive-In…with your arm around your chick… You’d swear you’d only asked her out to - sit an’ watch the flick - which sounds a bit ridiculous today - And, when you finally made a pass to get a little kiss, She would tell you, “I did not go out with you for this.” (Not exactly what you’d hoped she’d say.) But who of us can make the claim - from first day to the last - That nowhere in our high school days there lurks a “sordid past,” and say there’s nothing we have ever done That we would kill our kids for doing…now that they are there. So when you preach - consider well the secrets that you bear, for what you did…“to have a little fun.”