| Whatever happened to the golden days
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| Whatever happened to the plans we made
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| Whatever happened to the late night drives
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| There was nothing to hide
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| Skate together till we die
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| We were the kings of the moonlight
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| The masters of starlight
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| In the darkness we lived
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| Never end, never hid from them
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| Whoa we were the kids of the 80s
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| I haven’t seen much of you lately
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| How they put up the fire
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| That made us inspire back then
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| Forgotten dreams is the medicine my system
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| I’m drifting again
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| Whatever happened to the golden days
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| Whatever happened to the plans we made
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| Whatever happened to the late night drives
|
| There was nothing to hide
|
| Skate together till we die
|
| Whatever happened to the golden days
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| Whatever happened to the songs we played
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| Whatever happened to the lows and the highs
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| Los Angeles nights
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| On top of Mulholland Drive
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| We always knew, never doubted
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| That our words would be shouted
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| See us standing on ten
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| Thousands uplifting hands in hand
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| The memory fades but the melody breaks the system
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| We’re dancing again
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| Whatever happened to the golden days…
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| Whatever happened to the golden days
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| Whatever happened to the plans we made
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| Whatever happened to the late night drives
|
| There was nothing to hide
|
| Skate together till we die
|
| Whatever happened to the golden days
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| Whatever happened to the songs we played
|
| Whatever happened to the lows and the highs
|
| Los Angeles nights
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| On top of Mulholland Drive |