Lyrics "Hey! Mister", Riley Downing
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Hey Mister
Can you help us out
Can you remember
What it’s like growing up
In this town
What it’s like growing up
In this town
Soda and baseball
Skates and diving board
Summer’s almost over
Ain’t no fun for us
Anymore
Ain’t no fun for us
No more
Twenty-four ice cold cans
Bottle in a brown paper bag
Down in the dog days of freedom
Having the best time I never had
Leaning on a gas pump
Scanning the parking lot
All that I can hope for
Is to get what there is to be got
To get what we ain’t got
Hey Mister
Sun is going down
Can’t you remember
Being young and running around
Being young and running around
Twenty-four ice cold cans
Bottle in a brown paper bag
Down in the dog days of freedom
Having the best time I never had.