Way back when in Sixty seven

I was the dandy of Gamm Chi

Sweet things from Boston so young and willing

Moved down to Scarsdale where the hell am I



Hey Nineteen

No we can't dance together

No we can't talk at all

Please take me along when you slide on down



Hey Nineteen that's 'Retha Franklin

She don't remember the Queen of Soul

It's hard times befallen the sole survivors

She thinks I'm crazy I'm just growing old



Hey Nineteen

No we got nothin' in common

No we can't talk at all

Please take me along when you slide on down



[solo]



ad libbed lines

nice, sure looks good,

hm hm hmm, skate a little lower now



The Cuervo Gold

The fine Columbian

Make tonight a wonderful thing

[say it again]



The Cuervo Gold

The fine Columbian

Make tonight a wonderful thing



The Cuervo Gold

The fine Columbian

Make tonight a wonderful thing



We can't dance together

No we can't talk at all