Late June afternoon with the sun outside Got the windows down and I'm cruising at 55 Then I look out the window and what do I see There's a crazy man and he's looking at me But he says not a word as I drive by And he fades away into the June sky
Remembering times when it was a simple life When the biggest question was should I pack or should I buy But those days have passed us by my friends But these memories still jump around in my head If I had a dime for all the times That these silly dreams made me drive 55
Stupid dreams of time that's gone by Why can't I kick them out of my life They cry for ten cents even a penny a soul But paying for sins will leave a poor man cold
Strange it seems how fast the time slips by If you owned that special clock would it make you change your life Or would you let the dreams still steal me away Make you drive at night just to get away Then that crazy man who looked me right on by Would make me realize that was my old life
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