it all started back in
1982, frank knox was rockin
jb enters and the girlies start jockin
all the kindergarten honies thinkin yo, that boy's the bomb
never mind the fact that i was cryin for my mom
to come pick me up cause this school shit sucks
i'm missin price is right, man, and press your luck
i need a reason to stay, you know i can't think of any
then i met the girl, her name was jenny
jenny price, you know she kinda broke the ice
and she's givin me a taste of that kindergarten spice
alphabets and coloring, you know she's with me
oh yes, that blue dress, you know i will be
knee-deep... in misery
when she moved out to texas and i moved up the street
oh i can't help but wonder sometimes, sugar packets in my mind
next thing u know:
we're pickin up, and we're movin out
my folks split up but i never had a doubt
that i'd be back on a new scene, back in a big way
i learned some choice words from these kids around the way
tried them out on this girl named kerri
and i was pretty sure she's the girl i's gonna marry
she was the first girl i met, you know i stuck with her for years
love notes and lippin, girl interfered with my
dodge ball game, but i love her just the same
she had me steaming and a dreaming man, and calling her name
roy's talking shit you know i need to protect her
slim goodbody on the reel projector
rikki tikki tambo in the library
my baby playing hangman on the apple IIe
put some gel in my hair, and spike it up everywhere
and everywhere i go you know my kerri's always there
hittin up some freeze tag and caterpillar smushin
blue jelly shoe and her pants are pedal-pushin
i used to take her back in the woods
just to sample those 2nd grade goods
but when 3rd grade comes around i'm feelin lonely
enter erin gutman and celina abratolli
oh i can't help but wonder sometimes, sugar packets in my mind
she had brown hair, and dark eyes
cinderella baby, you know that erin specialized
in keeping me on the phone when dinner bells are ringin
9 o'clock bedtime, the girl she had me singin
good night sweetheart but it's time to go
party all the time in the style of Cameo
i'm chesapeake born, chesapeake free
chesapeake bound, flowin with ease
chesapeake born, bound to thee
indeed i am, i'm chesapeake free
and we all be wisner rockin, gilbert byron keeps talkin
mr. price keeps moppin, betty brady keeps gawkin at the
garbage pail kids that we're tradin and we're wearin
i'm Junky Jeff and my baby's Tearin' Erin
i got a cross around my neck, and a key
got the longest rat tail that this school has ever seen
on saturday nights we'd hit the skate station
my girlfriend erin in steady violation of
the rules of prepubescent hotness on the floor
sure i got a jimmy, but i don't know what it's for
and back behind a fence in this spot she led me to
she was the first girl to whisper, 'hey jeff, i love you'
oh i can't help but wonder sometimes, sugar packets in my mind
fast-forward just a bit to the age 13
i'm buying mood rings for my birthday queen
she was a half a year younger, oh no i'm not ashamed
just kinda creepy that tiffany's my sister's name
mixtapes professed our everlasting love
making out on the bus, we could never get enough of
the tongues and tails, and the mode violater
girl i got your gum, i think you got my now and later
it was the year of the 1st gulf war, definite
this is it, hippy chicks are the hot shit
gotta split, caught kissin at the bus drop
parents say 'this is cute, but that shit has gotta stop'
we was banned like a record from 2 live crew
fran and linda get together ain't a whole lot we can do
secret love letters say what we gotta say
carving TLF, baby TLA
oh i can't help but wonder sometimes, sugar packets in my mind
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