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Ever about your high school friends
All the that you knew back when
If you'd on the street today
You just might see they've a different way

Linda was a friend of mine
Dressed to kill she looked sure fine
We all thought she was a star then
Now she's businessmen

But she's doin' she wants to

Macho Johnny from around the
had that funky walk
Now wearing little sister clothes
Wrapped up in a of pantyhose

But doin' what he wants to
Gonna a good time (gonna have a good time)
oh

Little Four-Eyes was the pet
Stacks of and his chemistry set
Now he's a down in ol' Brazil
Mixes powders making pills

But he's what he wants to
Cause it makes him fine
for the ticket
Might as take a ride
The rest of them were born to
Or fears and never broke away

Andy was a punching bag
Screamed and he was such a drag
Now you him on the radio
Sings songs and playing & roll
Rock & roll, rock & roll, & roll

what he wants to
Gonna have a good
for the ticket
Might was well take a ride, a ride

Well he's doin' what he wants to (doin' what he to)
Gonna a good time
Doin' what he wants to (doin' want he to)
Gonna have a good (have a good, have a good time)
what he wants to
He's have a good time
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