1975

I wish I was in 1975 Sitting home listening to Landslide Waiting to go see the first Superman At the drive-in with a boy in a band In the summer heat of 1975 Windows down driving just killing time Passing around a pipe full of Mary Jane Feet hanging out of a red Mustang We would drive to the coastline Playing Springsteen the whole time My dreams of running free would all come true And there would be drive-thrus, cold booze, good music too There isn't anything we couldn't do You'd look like Greased Lightning, Fighting and staying alive In the summer of 75 I wish I was in platforms, bell-bottoms too Flowers in my hair braided all the way through Front row tickets to a sold-out show Singing, she's gone, with Hall and Oates I wouldn't care about a curfew, we're out until dawn Dive bar singing about a decade gone Bright blue chalk and dart boards on the wall Smoke in the air and the drinks on call We would drive to the coastline Playing Springsteen the whole time My dreams of running free would all come true And there would be drive-thrus, cold booze, good music too There isn't anything we couldn't do You'd look like Greased Lightning Fighting and staying alive In the summer of 75 You told me of you being 19 in 75 Longing for a life that's not really mine So this time I'll sit inside vinyl spinning round playing Landslide We would drive to the coastline playing Springsteen the whole time My dreams of running free would all come true And there would be drive-thrus, cold booze, good music too There isn't anything we couldn't do You'd look like Greased Lightning Fighting and staying alive In the summer of 75 Summer of 75