Way back when

In Sixty-seven I was the dandy

Of Gamma Chi

Sweet things from Boston

So young and willing

Moved down to Scarsdale

Where the hell am I

Hey Nineteen

No we can't dance together

No we can't talk at all

Please take me along

When you slide on down

Hey Nineteen

That's 'Retha Franklin

She don't remember

The Queen of Soul

It's hard times befallen

The sole survivors

She thinks I'm crazy

But I'm just growing old

Hey Nineteen

No we got nothing in common

No we can't talk at all Please take me along

When you slide on down

The Cuervo Gold

The fine Columbian

Make tonight a wonderful thing

No we can't dance together

No we can't talk at all

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