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He works in grocery store, savin' his pennies for someday
Now, he's a real estate novelist who never had time for a wife
He'll get you high tonight, and take you to your special island
He's so ambitious for a juvenile (and he needs to slow down)
Like the sea came pourin' in to watch the hanging of him
He's walkin' the beat, at night he becomes a bartender
He's still in the navy
They were the popular steadies and the king and the queen of the prom
She's never had a backstreet guy
He's a friend of mine who gets me my drinks for free
Come out, girl, don't make me wait
Well, I'm on her, and I'm crusing through Block Island Sound
He knows just where he stands: another seranader, and another long-haired band
She left a note on the door
Remember him, remember Baker? They left their childhood on every acre
You'll give into your desire when he comes along
He was born in the spring of '44
He was blown away, what else do I have to say?