| 117 valley drive
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| Seemed like heaven when the band arrived
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| With a couple of drums and a couple guitars
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| We’d play our hearts out in my backyard
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| And the people came from everywhere
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| To put their plastic chairs in the summer air
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| Down on valley drive
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| People came with kids and dogs, sat out on the lawn
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| And they sang along with a hard hay’s Nhght
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| And a ticket to ride
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| We were barely in our teens
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| Yeah, laughin' like crazy, yeah, livin' our dreams
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| Well, the boys just cut up and the girls just talk
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| But when we’d start up, well, the world would stop
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| Though it was a different age
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| Nothing’s gone and nothing’s changed
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| In my mind
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| What it was was a way of life
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| But no one noticed we’d run out of time |