A Tall Glass of Kool-Aid
I'm feeling a bit down, wish I was lying on the sand
With a tall glass of Kool-Aid and a young sweetie at hand
Not young anymore
Can't buy youth at the store
If we could, there's be a lineup from here to Afghanistan
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