3x-xx-xx ep51 First Song - Schoolday Sweethearts

No Pete in Arizona Oh my god, my man Oh my man So why don't we face my dog Where the balls on my lips over head And we leave Are you sad and dressed for my pen Oh get, get, get, get, oh get Give me shuffling them pots and pans You got a powerful hungry mob to feed

Why am I bald? Is it Jack any ground be with us? Yeah, he's just over the hill showing our gifts pretty sunset. You better not let the boss know you're laughing at him or you tear your white open girly. I sure like to see the boss mess him up.

Well I'll remember that next time you want to rule the dice with that's right act like a big baby and start picking on poor old dynamite. Come on boys let's play him a baby song it might help him. I get to thinking about it the boss is He gets a great kick out old songs and memories and sunsets and natures.

Sure he does, and if we'd only admit it we'd do too. That's just what I'm trying to say. I love to look back to my kid days and the sweetheart days. See, that's a long time ago, Curly.

Get out of it. It was only yesterday when I had a school day sweetheart. When you and I were school day sweethears together. Together we as hand in hand Across the meadows I used to do see you home And through the years of smiles Our tears, the skies were gray My school made in love with Springtime is bringing sweet memories

Here in the dim twilight glow, Bringing the days that were dear to me, Back from the long, long ago. When you and I were school days, We'd harked together, We would roam as hand in hand, Across the metal, I used to see you home.