Steve Graham
Words and Music
On Sunday afternoons we’d go at the park
Cruise around and try to look sharp
Drivin’ around to see who was there
Who was with who and who was square
It’s happnin
It’s happnin
You’re young and in love
And Baby it’s happnin
What you gonna do when the sun goes down
And your Baby ain’t nowhere to be found
The gangs all down in the parking lot
It’s gonna happen if your there or not
It’s happnin
It’s happnin
You’re young and in love
And Baby it’s happnin
Do you remember when you were sixteen
The scene was happnin, you know what I mean
Everybody just had to be there
You were either in or stood by and stared
It’s happnin
It’s happnin
You’re young and in love
And Baby it’s happnin
You call your Baby but you can’t get through
If she’s talkin’ to him, what will you do
You call his number, but he’s on the phone
You scream and holler and bitch and moan
It’s happnin
It’s happnin
You’re young and in love
And Baby it’s happnin
Tuesday, March 20, 2007
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