Lookin back on when I, was a little nappy headed boy, Then my only worry, was for Christmas what would be my toy, Even though we sometimes, would not get a thing, We were happy with the, joy that they would bring, Sneakin out the back door to hang out with those hoodlum friends of mine Greeted at the back door with
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