We still bop and our cars run hot, we're out cuttin' the fool. We're tearin' the town, got the top laid down like we're back in school. I got a white sport coat and blue suede shoes.
I can see you've thrown my old slippers out the door. And once again, I'll hide 'em like I've done those times before. Honey, they just got to where they're feelin' good.