Way back when in 'Sixty seven   I was the dandy of Gamm Chi   Sweet things from Boston so young and willing   Moved down to Scarsdale where the hell am I?      Hey Nineteen   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      Hey Nineteen   No we got nothin' in common   No we can't talk at all   Please take me along when you slide on down      [solo]      ad libbed lines   nice, sure looks good,   hm hm hmm, skate a little lower now      The Cuervo Gold   The fine Columbian   Make tonight a wonderful thing   [say it again]      The Cuervo Gold   The fine Columbian   Make tonight a wonderful thing      The Cuervo Gold   The fine Columbian   Make tonight a wonderful thing      We can't dance together   No we can't talk at all.