Times was simply plain I knew they’d eventually change
Let’s take a trip down memory lane
With the game talker, native New Yorker
Gators on my feet, formerly British walker
Yes love, that’s how it was before
When you was funky fresh or down by law
Parlay with your crew at the corner store
Carrying a boom box
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