Deep in the pocket of an old sport coat jacket  I chanced to discover an old memory  Three-for-a-quarter, a black-and-white portrait  Taken of Jennifer Johnson and me  I'm in the corner, my shirt collar open  Like some Latin lover on late-night TV  Smilin' right there with her head on my shoulder  It's Jennifer Johnson, she's lookin' at me  It must have been Summer, Nineteen Sixty-seven  The Beatles were singin' "Love is all you need..."  I held her hand as we walked through the Arcade  Two young believers on a three dollar spree  Three-for-a-quarter, a black-and-white portrait  Jen closed the curtain so no one can see  Hey, kiss me quick because the red light is flashin'  Flashin' on Jennifer Johnson and me  Waiting on that late-night train back to Homewood  I felt her warmth in the cool evenin' breeze  Told her I'd probably love her forever  Forever for Jennifer Johnson and me  Three-for-a-quarter, a black-and-white portrait  Jen closed the curtain so no one can see  Hey, kiss me quick because the red light is flashin'  Flashin' on Jennifer Johnson and me  Three-for-a-quarter, a black-and-white portrait  Two young believers on a three dollar spree  I saved your picture in my sport coat pocket  Jennifer Johnson, did you save one of me?