Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Cruising on bikes with banana seats.
Handlebar tassles flyin in the breeze.
Running around our small town.
In the evening.
Saturday mornings cartoons in a row.
Cereal bowls stacked the milk overflows.
My little pony, The More You Know.
It’s the weekend.
[Chorus]
We were kids of the 70s Doing our thing.
Chasing dreams. Planning schemes.
Spending days in the sun.
Kool-aid crews on the streets.
with no Facebook or Tweets.
Just good friends having fun.
[Verse 2]
Playing tag in the streets Til the lights came on.
Knowing dads, of our friends calling their moms, mom.
Everyone, keeping watch Looking out for the group.
It’s the old days.
[Chorus]
We were kids of the 70s Doing our thing.
Chasing dreams. Planning schemes.
Spending days in the sun.
Kool-aid crews on the streets.
with no Facebook or Tweets.
Just good friends having fun.
[Bridge]
Boom boxes and rubiks cubes,
Cabbage kids, and of course the Dukes
Izod shirts, and aqua net.
We’re the gen they won’t forget.
[musical interlude]
[Chorus]
We were kids of the 70s Doing our thing.
Chasing dreams. Planning schemes.
Spending days in the sun.
Kool-aid crews on the streets.
with no Facebook or Tweets.
Just good friends having fun.
with no Facebook or Tweets. Just good friends having fun.
[Outro] Though decades pass, the memories stay, Of a time when youth lit up the way. To all the kids of the 70s we say, Let's keep those moments close, come what may.
[Chorus] We were kids of the 70s Doing our thing. Chasing Dreams. Planning schemes. Spending days in the sun. Kool-aid crews on the streets. with no facebook or tweets. Just good friends having fun.
[Fade]
