Lyrics:

Two Thousand - 88
(Slay-Crewe)
Two thousand 88
Miles of peanuts
Two thousand 88
On the map
Two thousand 88
I've debated that my heart goes flip flop flap
Just coming down to Memphis on a short vacation
Seizin up and drag old mates
How in the heck we're gonna have close relations
Desperation by the fourteenth day hey!
Two thousand 88
That's a gold mine
Two thousand 88
Take a plane float a boat, hop a train ride a goat
But get yourself right back home
(guitar solo #1)
Two thousand 88
Miles of heaven
Two thousand 88
Miles of doubt
Two thousand 88
Different reasons why I'm gazin' at the moon above
Just slipin' and a slidin' like a bald tall Sally
You'll make me like a tea dog's fate
Watchin' your face and sippin' that good hard suckle
Start to love and goin' to the brain
Two thousand 88
As the crow flies
Two thousand 88
Take a plane, float a boat, hop a train, ride a goat
but get yourself right back home
(guitar solo #2)
Two thousand 88 woo!
Woo!
Woo!
Woo!
(fade out)
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