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We were Cthere in the back seat 'cause we Fcouldn't go home
We were Ctoo young to pay the rent F
I was Cworking on the mechanics of the Fcross-your-heart bra
LCBJ was the presidentF
GMy pal Travis asked Amme the next day he said,
G"Was it hard to score?" Am
GI lied to him and Amsaid, "It was a snap!"
And we Flaughed as we walked out the Gdoor
We were Crebels without a Fclue
CDidn't know where to go or Fwhat to do
And the Cwhole generGation was Amfeeling it too
We were Grebels without a Cclue F C F
Buddy CHolly was gone and we Fdrank all night long
CAnd listened to his songsF
Where Cdo you go in the summer of your Fjunior year
To learn the Cdifference between right and wrongF?
GMe and the boys just Amwanted some girls
But we were Gscared to try a little tenderAmness
So we Gsouped up our cars and Amfought in the bars
Like that was Fgonna get us kissedG
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GNow we got Cstation wagonC, F Gnow we got CkidsC F
GStill we have Amno idea why we Fdid what we diGd
Now we Claugh at the predjudicism and we Flaugh at the punks
And the Cbusiness men who have friedF
And we Cgo around bettin' things would've Fbeen a lot different
If CJames Dean and Elvis hadn't dieFd
GTravis called me Amup the other day he said,
"ReGmember that summer at the Amlake,
Where we Gbroke every rule, said the Amhell with school
'Cause we had Fhad all we could Gtake?"
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