Lately it¡¯s been on my mind,
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Good times that we left behind,
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Now it seems the weekdays roll so slow.
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Remember when we¡¯d stay all night
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Now the rings, they¡¯re put too tight,
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Do you remember drinking on the chip?
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Let¡¯s all walk down the long street,
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Caping out from the kid on the beat,
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Let¡¯s all roll just like we used to do.
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Driving down that trail of tears,
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Blue juice is turned back, it¡¯s been years.
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All broke and smoking weeds out in the sky.
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When I think back to those days,
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Two four fives, more boys runs me,
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Getting to know it always be a trend.
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Let¡¯s all walk down the long street,
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Caping out from the kid on the beat,
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Let¡¯s all roll just like we used to do.
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Now it seems the times have changed,
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The retro deals and friends I made.
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We should all be thankful we survived.
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Survived, we survived, we survived.
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Those Days
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| Buffalo Killers |
