We're looking at old photographs What were those clothes we're wearing? We should have got our money back But styles just keep returning
It's Saturday on the street of kings Those in the know would gather Fashion plates, different renderings Every stitch designer
Look how we would celebrate With our new found style People stared at our strange parade Did they want to be us for a while?
So remember while we still remember We all have our moment in the sun
The soundtrack of our modern lives Came from the motor city Blue beat rhythms made us dance Our tastes sophisticated
How we changed the landscape Our attitude elite Would put ourselves in danger From a steel-toed bikers boot
So remember while we still remember We all have our moment in the sun
Times were a-changin' someone said Everyone chose their group Those guys are this and those guys that What we were was something new
So remember while we still remember We all have our moment in the sun So remember while we still remember We all have our moment in the sunTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
