I remember the summer I turned sixteen
And that old jalopy Daddy gave to me
It had holes in the floor and just a 305
But I didn’t care ‘cause I could finally drive
There wasn’t much to do in my hometown
So every weekend night, we would all go down…
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There were freaks and hippies in my high school
Football players all tryin’ to be cool
And
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