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(johnny macrae/steve clark) |
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Remember when pocket change was all we had |
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And all those calls from the corner phonebooth |
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Collect to mom and dad |
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And that old worn out couch we called our bed |
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When our cuisine was pork and beans |
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Baloney and day old bread |
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Remember that damn old car that kept breaking down |
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And all the times it left me stranded |
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Thumbing all over town |
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And that old weekly paycheck |
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Just never stretched enough |
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Back in the times of nickels and dimes and love |
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Together we sure made some dreams come true |
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Sometimes it wasn't easy |
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But somehow we made it through |
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And when i get to thinking times are tough |
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I remember the times |
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Of nickels and dimes and love |
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Oh those good old times |
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Of nickels and dimes and love |
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Remember digging through your old purses in hopes we'd get |
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Enough change for an rc cola or a pack of cigarettes |
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Now we've got almost everything |
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That we were dreaming of |
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Back in the times |
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Of nickels and dimes and love |
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Together we sure made some dreams come true |
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Sometimes it wasn't easy |
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But somehow we made it through |
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And when i get to thinking times are tough |
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I remember the times |
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Of nickels and dimes and love |
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Oh those good old times |
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Of nickels and dimes and love |
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Do you remember those times |
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Of nickels and dimes and love |
