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Summertime in '83 The year that we made history But didn't have the energy to tell a soul 'Cept you and you and me Selling off Fiesta plates Ate loaves of bread but gained no weight From pecan waffles on the roof The summer of my wasted youth Summertime in '83 The last time I took LSD But listening to Patsy Cline And Skeeter Davis really blew my mind Played the boombox in the courtyard Never used a credit car Still took a trip by Greyhound bus The summer I believed in us Pushed plaster cows down city streets Wore thrift store skirts with little pleats Smoked pot and sat around all day Bought a guitar but didn't try to play Summertime in '83 I didn't need a j-o-b Cause unemployment kept me free To study country harmony And find somebody with a car Drink cheap beer in the Polish bar Take photos in the photo booth The summer of my wasted youth
Writer(s): Amy Mc Mahon Rigby Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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