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Old School

Old School Remember the old boom box boogey down to the socks Reggie Jackson chewy bars & Tommy's pop rocks Parachutte pants with the hair high fade Wake up late in a purple haze saying it's going to be one of those days Back it up even further playing cowboys and indians in the sand box Waiting at the corner for the ice cream man to come with his stuff Boy, hero's fade from the scene such an evil scheme Wouldn't care in what I said or did throwing an M80 under a garbage lid Back when it was fashionable to be late for your date Baking grandmas cookies in the oven for sure Sipping on your favorite beverage while the pops watch Dinah Shore Those good old days that have gone before yet soon will discover The over weight lover from another mother type of brother Fast cars and the midnight scene with the freaks coming out Flip flops with your stretch blue jeans such a party scene In quaint encounters with the local police running in the street Falling mailboxes girls wearing their Sunday best putting their lovers in a test A time well spent in thought while going to the fair with music everywhere Back in school those days listening to teachers stopping later at the mall The movies back then made you feel ten feet tall with Stallone time to roam Party's at your neighbors having forts put up in the back Mommy & Daddy working to hard enough to give them a heart attack Learn to relax with my rubix cube later playing hacky sack A soft kiss from a lover under cover as she spins the bottle I will never forget those tender moments in the sun thank you I got to run

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