Hey Nineteen - Live From The Met Philadelphia

Way back when, in '67
I was a dandy of Gamma Chi
Sweet things from Boston
Young and willing
Moved down to Scarsdale
Where the hell am I?

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, I'm just growing old

No, we got nothing in common
No, we can't talk at all
Please take me along
When you slide on down

That's right
One thing I want you to remеmber
As we go through the night is uh
You gotta, stake a little lower now, you know

The Cuervo Gold (Again)
The fine Colombian
Make tonight a wonderful thing

The Cuervo Gold
The fine Colombian
Make tonight a wonderful thing

Say it again yeah
The Cuervo Gold
The fine Colombian (fine Colombian)
Make tonight a wonderful thing

No, we can't dance together
No, we can't talk at all
Please take me along
Slide on down



Credits
Writer(s): Walter Becker, Donald Fagen
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