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I’ve got a picture of us as sophomores

I’m in a sport coat, you’re in a stupor

You still look super, just supersonic

Kind of bionic, sort of ironic

I was depressed, you fell out of your dress

You fell off of the porch swing, we were kind of a mess

We were kind of uncertain as to where we should kiss

Didn’t think that you’d dis me, did you sleep with that hippie?

I’ve got a feeling like I’m in the Beatles

Bigger than Jesus, I’m getting shot at

It’s getting hectic, there’s so much traffic

I might never get it

It’s behind the buildings

It’s guarded by cameras, studied by doctors

Wrapped up in plastic, sleeps at the airport

Skips all its classes, skips like a record

Used to be better, do you remember?

Used to have visions, used to believe 'em

Haven’t done any heavy stuff

Since the Nassau Coliseum

I was standing in my sister’s raincoat

Said that I looked debonair

The Long Island cops, they pulled off her top

They were wasting those longhairs

I just happened to be there

When the guy selling domestics

Got himself busted

He didn’t have a license, couldn’t be trusted

Girl selling t-shirts, she’s kind of a freaker

First she gets handcuffed, started to beat her

And I was so angry, you had just left me

They had her pinned down, it was so easy

Gotta admit it, I can’t forget it

I don’t regret it, that I got some kicks in

And every hippie that goes home bloody

Feels like a martyr back in the city

Or in New Jersey and not Manhattan

Or in the Hamptons, back on campus

And out in Boston, and out in Cambridge

And out in Brookline, back in Brooklyn

And on the East Coast, the Carolinas

And Virginia, and in Memphis

And the Twin Cities, and on the West Coast

And in Alaska, and Costa Rica

And in Jamaica, and in Miami

I wanna fuck you

I wanna fuck you

Out in Long Island

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