In long spent dreams
And a time machine
Traveling space and time
No doubt I would go back
To that time
When you\'re love was mine
Late one night early in the summer of nineteen sixty two
Cruising around town in my fifty-seven Chevy two-tone white and blue
Radio playing rock and roll, Do-wop and the blues, old blue jeans and leather
jackets with studs up on the flap, hair greased up in a pompadour with a ducktail
in the back