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Your front lawn and the rope that hung, we swung from way up high
The light was on, and the hope that you'd be in for good tonight
I wouldn't want to miss a chance to talk with you
I guess back then, somehow, we knew
All your girlfriends
And the parties I missed
Now it's not so different, is it?
In 'eighty-four, there was so much time to laugh at what we had done
And just like before, do we only think of half of what we've become
Legend and lore, there was nothing that could come between us
Gold and Shulbo
When your dad, Lou, used Sarah's best perfume for paper-cup soap-bars
And when you finally got a U.S. made Fender guitar
And when you hackied with those bandages on you
Even back then, somehow, we knew
In 'eighty-four, there was so much time to laugh at what we had done
And just like before, do we only think of half of what we've become
Legend and lore, there was nothing that could come between us
Gold and Shulbo, Phil and Levie
We're in your car for yet another trip up Vermont Avenue
A cheap cigar, until the next round of "What do you want to do?"
And if my memory serves, that front porch thing was you
And I know you still maintain: "That story isn't true!"
But of course, back then, somehow, you knew that...
In 'eighty-four, there was so much time to laugh at what we had done
And just like before, do we only think of half of what we've become
Legend and lore, there was nothing that could come between us
Gold and Shulbo, Phil and Levie
We should convene
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