Looking out across the field is the old highway...I put a million miles on this rocking cha...For the minute that car of hers pulls up the drive...But the longer she's gone the more I realize...For the minute that car of hers pulls up the drive...But the longer she's gone, the more I realize...g that comes around the curve...shin' that I'd gone after her

With the sounds of the old time...Sounds from the Bandstand...Hand for the cause man...Hang from the old ones...The tones the gear the props and the ride very much in...I'm a child of the eighties...A collection of the people...s all about rocking the van not rock to rol...About eight miles to the gallon that's some...1920's to the 1970's a stream...The earth amp sock hat ...The bass wail sings...Let the rhyme bring...The tense of the time...The old time...B.M.W's the proof frosty Albert...Jimmy smith at the console...The soul with the girls Aretha...Chakka Khan the show Solid Gold...A million Sears Silvertone gu...Heard the licks no need to ta...Chilling on the front porch after running ball... a free ticket from the scratch and win...Its like the swimsuit issue...On the city bus again gran...It's like smoking the ride...The final right...The vinyl rides