Lees And Pumas

When I was a young boy in Junior High
Not look cool? I’d rather die
Grew my hair long, got a bomber jacket
Got money from my mom, was a real great racket

Got a six pack of beer, go sit on a car
Always stay in the neighborhood, never roam far
Leather jacket and concert tees
And what we’d wear on our legs would always be

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Concerts announced on the radio
Gotta get tickets to see the show
Wait on line all night? We said”What the heck?”
Then we paid fifty bucks for the upper deck

Bands so far away that we couldn’t see
But me and the boys we all agree
Best darn show we ever saw
Then we hang on the corner ’til the next big tour

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Yeow!
Alright!
Baby!
Queens Born!
Aroo!
Alright!
Yo Baby ‘Sup!
White trash!

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