Hey, Nineteen

Way back whenIn Sixty-sevenI was the dandy Of Gamma Chi.
Sweet things from Boston So young and willingMoved down to Scarsdale Where the hell am I
Hey NineteenNo we can't dance togetherNo we can't talk at allPlease take me along When you slide on down
Hey Nineteen That's 'Retha FranklinShe don't remember The Queen of SoulIt's; hard times befallen The sole survivorsShe thinks I'm crazy But I'm just growing old
Hey NineteenNo we got nothing in commonNo we can't talk at allPlease take me along When you slide on down
The Cuervo GoldThe fine ColombianMake tonight a wonderful thing
No we can't dance togetherNo we can't talk at all