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[title] => Classic
[time] => 2015-11-20 13:48:37
[hometext] => I can't believe there's someone out there like me. If only we had a time machine
[bodytext] => Needing a time machine Because the present is so played out Heading for '85 or something close just about The times are changing but we're not playing Along with society's little charade I wanna wear my hair down with all its volume Rock out to hit bands and singers with you Relive the old days our parents can't stop talking about Makes me wanna whip out my leather jacket And sing out what they call racket Cuz man nowadays they seem to lack it A life that we can call Classic It's good to know that you're on the same page When it comes to matters of this day and age If we could change em you know we really would But for now we can travel back to when things were good Found some old vinyls and my dad's electric guitar To play the best beats out of all them so far No autotune these recordings were made to last Let's turn the tables of time and make it fast I wanna wear my hair down with all its volume Rock out to hit bands and singers with you Relive the old days our parents can't stop talking about Makes me wanna whip out my leather jacket And sing out what they call racket Cuz man nowadays they seem to lack it A life that we can call Classic [comments] => 4 [counter] => 204 [topic] => 55 [informant] => Deidra_Carmichael [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => dedicatedpoems )
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