I miss the old times
Where everything was all good
Playing around and running the streets
It didn't matter that we were in the hood
I remember the old days
Where our cousins were around the corner
Having hang-outs and sleepovers
We even walked to school together
What about the old places
Like Jefferson and Roselle Park
Where our uncle was there watching us
Having fun and pouring out our hearts
I miss the old fun
Walking to the corner store
Where the candy was only a penny
And 25 cent for a huge popcycle
I miss the old times
When an Ice Cream cone was a dollar
And 25 cent for the sprinkles
Those little things made our hearts sparkle
Dec 12, 2012
Dec 12, 2012 at 12:01 PM UTC
I miss the old times
Where everything was all good
Playing around and running the streets
It didn't matter that we were in the hood
I remember the old days
Where our cousins were around the corner
Having hang-outs and sleepovers
We even walked to school together
What about the old places
Like Jefferson and Roselle Park
Where our uncle was there watching us
Having fun and pouring out our hearts
I miss the old fun
Walking to the corner store
Where the candy was only a penny
And 25 cent for a huge popcycle
I miss the old times
When an Ice Cream cone was a dollar
And 25 cent for the sprinkles
Those little things made our hearts sparkle
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