It was only yesterday, we were young & running free. We had the world we were only 17. It was a better time, a time we thought would never end. We were the youth, we were all the best of friends.
Hey, sister, yeah, you,. You got me runnin' like a wounded criminal. You're a big, bad baby cat. Rollin' around in your designer sheets in tatter. . Keep it down while the boys rock it up.