It was all for you and me
now it's just a memory
wood-panel basement
entertainment century
And i thought you had it made
way back in the seventh grade
days that we all wasted
in the video arcade
So just kick off your shoes
there's nothin' left to do
It's so nice to see you here
i thought that i had lost you there
it's so nice to see you
and i'm alright
So your glory days are spent
but's mine's not happened yet
or did i lose 'em
in a cloud of gin and cigarettes
And i thought you had it made
way back in eleventh grade
days that we were wasted
in the video arcade
So just kick off your shoes
there's nothin' left to do