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Requested by: Pink_31 on 8/9/2016
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Had a walkman radio, we watched 90210,
Rocked Reebok pumps for the girls you know, yeah you know.
Fresh prince on the VHS, didn't have no GPS, if you got lost you had to call collect, from a payphone.
We spent our days in the sun, just sippin' that Snapple.
Cruisin' around like we were kings of the castle.
We used to kick on back in the Pontiac, smokin' marijuana.
Feet on the dash, parked on our ass, listening to Nirvana.
We thought we were cool, new attitude, yeah we were old school.
We were big time way before, every small town had a superstore.
We, never heard of a Twitter war, you know (yeah I know).
We spent our days in the sun, sippin' on Dr. Pepper.
Cruisin' around, top down just doin' whatever.
We used to kick on back in the Pontiac, smokin' marijuana.
Feet on the dash, parked on our ass, listening to Nirvana.
We thought we were cool, new attitude, yeah we were old school.
We used to kick on back in the Pontiac, smokin' marijuana.
Feet on the dash, parked on our ass, listening to Nirvana.
We thought we were cool, new attitude, yeah we were old school.
We used to kick on back in the Pontiac, smokin' marijuana.
Feet on the dash, parked on our ass, listening to Nirvana.
We thought we were cool, new attitude, yeah we were old school.
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