The Summer Of My Wasted Youth

Summertime in '83
 The year that we made history
 But didn't have the energy to tell a soul
 'cept you and you and me
 Selling off Fiesta plates
 Ate loaves of bread but gained no weight
 From pecan waffles on the roof
 The summer of my wasted youth
 Summertime in '83
 The last time I took LSD
 But listening to Patsy Cline
 And Skeeter Davis really blew my mind
 Played the boombox in the courtyard
 Never used a credit car
 Still took a trip by Greyhound bus
 The summer I believed in us
 Pushed plaster cows down city streets
 Wore thrift store skirts with little pleats
 Smoked pot and sat around all day
 Bought a guitar but didn't try to play
 Summertime in '83
 I didn't need a j-o-b
 Cause unemployment kept me free
 To study country harmony
 And find somebody with a car
 Drink cheap beer in the Polish bar
 Take photos in the photo booth
 The summer of my wasted youth