Way back when
In Sixty-seven
I was the dandy 
Of Gamma Chi
Sweet things from Boston 
So young and willing
Moved down to Scarsdale 
Where the [bad word] am I
Hey Nineteen
No we can't dance together
No we can't talk at all
Please take me along 
When you slide on down

Hey Nineteen 
That's 'Retha Franklin
She don't remember 
The Queen of Soul
It's hard times befallen 
The sole survivors
She thinks I'm crazy 
But I'm just growing old

Hey Nineteen
No we got nothing [bad word] No we can't talk at all
Please take me along 
When you slide on down

The Cuervo Gold
The fine Colombian
Make tonight a wonderful thing

No we can't dance together
No we can't talk at all