Original subtitles

Ladies and gentlemen, Simon and Garfunkel.

CHEERING

# We'd like to know a little bit about you for our files

# We'd like to help you learn to help yourself

# Look around you, all you see are sympathetic eyes

# Stroll around the grounds until you feel at home

# And here's to you, Mrs Robinson

# Jesus loves you more than you will know

# Whoa, whoa, whoa

# God bless you, please, Mrs Robinson

# Heaven holds a place for those who pray

# Hey, hey, hey

# Hey, hey, hey

# Hide it in the hiding place where no-one ever goes

# Put it in your pantry with your cupcakes

# It's a little secret, it's just the Robinsons' affair

# Most of all, you've got to hide it from the kids

# Koo-koo-ka-choo, Mrs Robinson

# Jesus loves you more than you will know

# Whoa, whoa, whoa

# God bless you, please, Mrs Robinson

# Heaven holds a place for those who pray

# Hey, hey, hey

# Hey, hey, hey

# Sitting on a sofa on a Sunday afternoon

# Going to the candidates' debate, yeah

# Laugh about it, shout about it

# When you've got to choose

# Every way you look at this you lose

# Where have you gone, Joe DiMaggio?

# Our nation turns its lonely eyes to you

# Woo, woo, woo

# What's that you say, Mrs Robinson?

# Jolting Joe has left and gone away

# Hey, hey, hey

# Hey, hey, hey... #

CHEERING

# I'm sittin' in the railway station

# Got a ticket to my destination

# Hmm-mm-mm

# On a tour of one-night stands

# My suitcase and guitar in hand

# And every stop is neatly planned

# For a poet and a one-man band

Homeward bound

# I wish I was

# Homeward bound

# Home, where my thought's escapin'

# Home, where my music's playin'

# Home, where my love lies waitin'

# Silently for me

# Every day's an endless stream

# Of cigarettes and magazines

# Hmm-mm-mm

# And each town looks the same to me

# The movies and the factories

# And every stranger's face I see

# Reminds me that I long to be

# Homeward bound

# Oh, and I wish I was

# Homeward bound

# Home, where my thought's escapin'

# Home, where my music's playin'

# Home, where my love lies waitin'

# Silently for me

# Tonight I'll sing my songs again

# I'll play the game and pretend

# Hmm-mm-mm

# But all my words come back to me

# In shades of mediocrity

# Like emptiness in harmony

# I need someone to comfort me

# Homeward bound

# I wish I was

# Homeward bound

# Home, where my thought's escapin'

# Home, where my music's playin'

# Home, where my love lies waitin'

# Silently for me

# Homeward bound

# I wish I was

# Homeward bound

# Home, where my thought's escapin'

# Home, where my music's playin'

# Home, where my love lies waitin'

# Silently for me

# Silently for me. #

CHEERING

APPLAUSE AND CHEERING DROWNS SPEECH

Well, it's great to do a neighbourhood concert.

CHEERING

I hope everybody can hear us.

I hope that it sounded good.

CHEERING

I just want to thank the police department,

the Fire Department

and the Parks Commissioner,

and Ed Koch.

CHEERING AND JEERING

And particularly people that never get recognised

for doing good deeds for the city.

A group of people that donated half of their proceeds

that they're making tonight,

the guys who are selling loose joints

are giving the city half of their income tonight.

CHEERING

# Let us be lovers

# We'll marry our fortunes together

# I've got some real estate

# Here in my bag

# So we bought a pack of cigarettes

# And Mrs Wagner's pies

# And walked off

# To look for America

# "Kathy," I said

# As we boarded a Greyhound in Pittsburgh

# Michigan seems like a dream to me now

# It took me four days to hitch-hike from Saginaw

# And I've come to look for America

# Laughing on the bus

# Playing games with the faces

# She said the man in the gabardine suit

# Was a spy

# I said, "Be careful

# "His bow tie is really a camera"

# "Toss me a cigarette

# "I think there's one in my raincoat"

# We smoked the last one

# An hour ago

# So I looked at the scenery

# She read her magazine

# And the moon rose over an open field

# "Kathy, I'm lost", I said

# Though I knew she was sleeping

# "I'm empty and aching and I don't know why"

Counting the cars

# On the New Jersey Turnpike

# They've all come

# To look for America

# All come to look for America

# Counting the cars

# On the New Jersey Turnpike

# They've all come

# To look for America

# All come to look for America

# All come to look for America. #

CHEERING

# The mama pyjama rolled out of bed

# And she ran to the police station

# When the papa found out, he began to shout

# And he started the investigation

# It's against the law

# It was against the law

# What the mama saw

# It was against the law

# The mama looked down and spit on the ground

# Every time my name gets mentioned

# The papa said, "Oy, if I get that boy

# "I'm gonna stick him in the house of detention"

# Well, I'm on my way

# I don't know where I'm going

# I'm on my way

# I'm taking my time

# But I don't know where

# Goodbye to Rosie, the queen of Corona

# Seein' me and Julio

# Down by the schoolyard

# Seein' me and Julio

# Down by the schoolyard

# Whoa, in a couple of days, they come and take me away

# But the press let the story leak

# Now when the radical priest

# Come to get me released

# We was all on the cover of Newsweek

# And I'm on my way

# I don't know where I'm going

# But I'm on my way

# I'm taking my time

# But I don't know where

# Goodbye to Rosie, the queen of Corona

# Seein' me and Julio

# Down by the schoolyard

# Seein' me and Julio

# Down by the schoolyard

# Seein' me and Julio

# Down by the schoolyard... #

CHEERING

What a night!

CHEERING

God, I thought it might be somewhat crowded

but we seem to have filled the place.

CHEERING

CHEERING

# Are you going to Scarborough Fair?

# Parsley, sage, rosemary, and thyme

# Remember me to one who lives there

# She once was a true love of mine

# Tell her to make me a cambric shirt

# Parsley, sage, rosemary, and thyme

# Without no seams nor needle work

# Then she'll be a true love of mine

# Tell her to find me an acre of land

# Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme

# Between the salt water and the sea strands

# Then she'll be a true love of mine

# Tell her to reap it with a sickle of leather

# Parsley, sage, rosemary, and thyme

# And to gather it all in a bunch of heather

# Then she'll be a true love of mine

# Are you going to Scarborough Fair?

# Parsley, sage, rosemary, and thyme

# Remember me to one who lives there

# She once was a true love of mine. #

CHEERING

# April, come she will

# When streams are ripe and swelled with rain

# May, she will stay

# Resting in my arms again

# June, she'll change her tune

# In restless walks, she'll prowl the night

# July, she will fly

# And give no warning to her flight

# August, die she must

# The autumn winds blow chilly and cold

# September, I remember

# A love once new has now grown old... #

CHEERING

# Wake up, little Susie, wake up

# Wake up, little Susie, wake up

# We've both been sound asleep, wake up, little Susie, and weep

# The movie's over, it's four o'clock, and we're in trouble deep

# Wake up, little Susie

# Wake up, little Susie, well

# Whatta we gonna tell your mama? Whatta we gonna tell your pa?

# Whatta we gonna tell our friends when they say, "Ooh-la-la"?

# Wake up, little Susie

# Wake up, little Susie

# Well, I told your mama that you'd be in by ten

# Well, Susie, baby, looks like we goofed again

# Wake up, little Susie

# Wake up, little Susie, we gotta go home

# Wake up, little Susie, wake up

# Wake up, little Susie, wake up

# The movie wasn't so hot, it didn't have much of a plot

# We fell asleep, our goose is cooked, our reputation is shot

# Wake up, little Susie

# Wake up, little Susie, well

# Whatta we gonna tell your mama? Whatta we gonna tell your pa?

# Whatta we gonna tell our friends when they say, "Ooh-la-la"?

# Wake up, little Susie

# Wake up, little Susie. #

CHEERING

# I met my old lover

# On the street last night

# She seemed so glad to see me

# I just smiled

# And we talked about some old times

# And we drank ourselves some beers

# Still crazy after all these years

# Still crazy after all these years

I'# m not the kind of man

# Who tends to socialise

# I seem to lean on old familiar ways

# And I ain't no fool for love songs

# That whisper in my ears

# Still crazy after all these years

# Oh, still crazy after all these years

# Four in the morning

# I'm tapped out and yawning

# Longing my life away

# I'll never worry

# Why should I?

# It's all gonna fade

# Now I sit by my window

# And I watch the cars roll by

# I fear I'll do some damage one fine day

# But I would not be convicted

# By a jury of my peers

# Oh, still crazy after all these years

Oh, still crazy, still crazy

# Still crazy after all these years. #

CHEERING

I'm so in the mood.

CHEERING

# Many's the time I've been mistaken

# And many times confused

# Yes, and I've often felt forsaken

# And certainly misused

# Ah, but I'm all right

# I'm all right

# I'm just weary through my bones

# Still you don't expect to be bright and bon-vivant

# So far away from home

# So far away from home

# And I don't know a soul who's not been battered

# I don't have a friend who feels at ease

# I don't know a dream that's not been shattered

# Or driven to its knees

# But it's all right, it's all right,

# For we live so well, so long

# Still, when I think of the road we're travelling on

# I wonder what's gone wrong

# I can't help it I wonder what's gone wrong

# And I dreamed I was dying

# I dreamed that my soul rose unexpectedly

# And looking back down at me, smiled reassuringly

# And I dreamed I was flying

# And high up above my eyes could clearly see

# The statue of liberty, sailing away to sea

# And I dreamed I was flying

# But we come on a ship they called Mayflower

# We come on a ship that sailed the moon

# We come in the ages' most uncertain hours

# And sing an American tune

# Whoa, whoa, and it's all right

# Oh, it's all right, it's all right

# Oh, it's all right, it's all # You can be forever blessed

# You can be forever blessed

# Still tomorrow's gonna be another working day

# and I'm trying to get some rest

# That's all I'm trying, to get some rest. #

CHEERING

# The first thing I remember, I was lying in my bed

# I couldn't been no more than one or two

# And I remember there's a radio, coming from the room next door

# My mother laughed the way some ladies do

# Well it's late in the evening, and all the music sees me through

# The next thing I remember, I am walking down a street

# I'm feeling all right with my boys and with my troops, yeah

# Down along the avenue some guys are shootin' pool

# And I heard the sound of acapella groups, yeah

# Singin' late in the evening

# And all the girls out on the stoops, yeah

# Then I remember playin' some lead guitar

# I was underage in this funky bar

# And I stepped outside to smoke myself a J

# When I come back to the room, everybody just seemed to move

# And I turned my amp up louder to get away

# It was late in the evening

# And I blew that room away

# First thing I remember when you came into my life

# I said, "I wanna get that girl, no matter what I do"

# Well, I guess I've been in love before

# And once or twice have been on the floor

# But I've never loved no-one the way that I love you

# And it was late in the evening

# And all the music sees me through

# First thing I remember when you came into my life

# I said, "I wanna get that girl, no matter what I do"

# Well, I guess I've been in love before and

# Once or twice have been on the floor

# But I've never loved no-one the way that I love you

# And it was late in the evening

# And all the music sees me through. #

CHEERING

# Slip slidin' away

# Slip slidin' away

# You know the nearer your destination

# The more you're slip slidin' away

# Oh, and I know a man

# He came from my home town

# He wore his passion for his woman like a thorny crown

# He said, "Delores, I live in fear

# "My love for you is so overpowering

# "I'm afraid that I will disappear"

# Slip slidin' away

# Slip slidin' away

# You know the nearer your destination

# The more you're slip slidin' away

# I know a woman, became a wife

# These are the very words she uses to describe her life

# She said, "A good day ain't got not rain"

She said "A bad day's when I lie in bed

# "And I think of things that might have been"

# Slip slidin' away

# You know the nearer your destination

# The more you're slip slidin' away

# And I know a father who had a son

# He longed to tell him all the reasons for the things he had done

# He came a long way just to explain

# He kissed his boy as he lay sleeping

# Then he turned around and he headed home again

# Slip slidin' away

# Slip slidin' away

# You know the nearer your destination

# The more you're slip slidin' away

# God only knows

# God makes his plan

# The information's unavailable to the mortal man

# We're working our jobs, collect our pay

# Believe we're gliding down the highway

# When in fact we're slip slidin' away

# Slip slidin' away

# Slip slidin' away

# You know the nearer your destination

# The more you're slip slidin' away

# Slip slidin' away

# Slip slidin' away

# You know the nearer your destination

# The more you're slip slidin' away. #

CHEERING

# New York

# To that tall skyline I come

# Flyin' in from London to your door

# New York

# Lookin' down on Central Park

CHEERING

# Where they say you should not wander after dark

# New York

# Like a scene from all those movies

# But you're real enough to me

# But there's a heart

# A heart that lives in New York

# A heart in New York, a rose on the street

# I write my song to that city heartbeat

# A heart in New York, love in her eye

# An open door and a friend for the night

# New York

# You got money on your mind

# And my words won't make a dime's worth a difference

# So here's to you, New York. #

CHEERING

Well, I hope you can hear me, I'd like to sing a new song.

CHEERING

I've recorded this song

and I've never performed it before, so this is the first time.

CHEERING

# I was reading a magazine

# And thinking of a rock and roll song

# The year was 1954

# And I hadn't been playing that long

# When a man came on the radio

# And this is what he said

# He said, "I hate to break it to his fans

# "But Johnny Ace is dead"

# Yeah, yeah, yeah

# Well, I really wasn't

# Such a Johnny Ace fan

# But I felt bad all the same

# So I sent away for his photograph

# And I waited till it came

# It came all the way from Texas

# With a sad and simple face

# And they signed it on the bottom

# From the late great Johnny Ace

# Yeah, yeah, yeah

# It was the year of the Beatles

# It was the year of the Stones

# It was 1964

# I was living in London

# With the girl from the summer before

# Yeah, yeah, yeah

# It was the year of the Beatles

# It was the year of the Stones

# A year after JFK

# We were staying up all night

# And kicking the days away

# And the music was flowing

# Amazing and blowing my way

# On a cold December evening

# I was walking through the Christmastide

# When a stranger came up and asked me

# If I'd heard John Lennon had died

# And the two of us went to this bar

# And we stayed to close the place

I got to talk to him! I got to talk to him! I got to talk to him!

# And every song we played was

# For the late great Johnny Ace

# Yeah, yeah, yeah. #

CHEERING

# When I think back on all the crap I learned in high school

# It's a wonder I can think at all

# Well, my lack of education hasn't hurt me much

# I can read the writing on the wall

# Kodachro-o-ome!

# Give us those nice, bright colours

# Give us the greens of summer

# Makes you think all the world's a sunny day

# Oh, yeah

# I got a Nikon camera

# I love to take the photographs

# So, Mama, don't take my kodachrome away!

# If you took all the girls I knew when I was single

# And brought them all together for one night

# I know they'd never match my sweet imagination

# Everything looks better in black and white

# Kodachro-o-ome!

# Give us those nice, bright colours

# Give us the greens of summer

# Makes you think all the world's a sunny day

# Oh, yeah!

# I got a Nikon camera

# I love to take a photograph

# So, Mama, don't take my kodachrome away

# Mama, don't take my kodachrome away

# Mama, don't take my kodachrome away

# Mama, don't take my kodachrome away

# Mama, don't take my kodachrome

# Mama, don't take my kodachrome away

# Mama, don't take my kodachrome

# And leave your boy so far from home

# Mama, don't take my kodachrome away

# Mama, don't take my kodachrome, woo-woo

# Mama don't take my kodachrome away!

# Oh, Mabellene!

# Why can't you be true?

# Whoa, Mabellene

# Why can't you be true?

# You've started back doin' those things you used to do

# As I was motivatin' on over the hill

# I saw Mabellene in a Coupe de Ville

# A Cadillac rollin' on the open road

# Yeah, but nothin' will outrace my V8 Ford

# The Cadillac doin' about 95

# She's bumper to bumper, rollin' side to side

# Mabellene!

# Why can't you be true?

# Whoa, Mabellene!

# Why can't you be true?

# Yeah, you've started back doin' those things you used to do

# The heat cools down and the motor cools down

# And that's when I heard that highway sound

# The Cadillac sittin' like a ton of lead

# A hundred and ten half a mile ahead

# The Cadillac a lookin' like it's sittin' still

# And I caught Mabellene at the top of the hill

# Mabellene!

# Why can't you be true?

# Whoa, Mabellene!

# Why can't you be true?

# You've started back doin' those things you used to do

# You've started back doin' those things you used to do. #

CHEERING

# When you're weary

# Feeling small

# When tears are in your eyes

# I'll dry them all

# I'm on your side

# Oh, when times get rough

# And friends just can't be found

# Like a bridge over troubled water

# I will lay me down

# Like a bridge over troubled water

# I will lay me down

# Like a bridge over troubled water

# I will lay me down

CHEERING

# When you're down and out

# When you're on the street

# When evening falls so hard

# I will comfort you

# I'll take your part

# Oh, when darkness comes

# And pain is all around

# Like a bridge over troubled water

# I will ease your mind

# Like a bridge over troubled water

# I will ease your mind. #

# Sail on, silver girl

# Sail on by

# Your time has come to shine

# All your dreams are on their way

# See how they shine

# Oh, if you need a friend

# I'm sailing right behind

# Like a bridge over troubled water

# I will ease your mind

# Like a bridge over troubled water

# I will ease your mind. #

HE HOLDS NOTE

CHEERING

CHEERING

# "The problem is all inside your head", she said to me

# "The answer is easy if you take it logically

# "I'd like to help you in your struggle to be free

# "There must be 50 ways to leave your lover"

# She said, "It's really not my habit to intrude

# "Furthermore, I hope my meaning won't be lost or misconstrued

# "So I'll repeat myself at the risk of being crude

# "There must be 50 ways to leave your lover

# "50 ways to leave your lover"

# You just slip out the back, Jack

# Make a new plan, Stan

# You don't need to be coy, Roy

# Just listen to me

# Hop on the bus, Gus

# You don't need to discuss much

# Just drop off the key, Lee

# And get yourself free

# Ooh, slip out the back, Jack

# Make a new plan, Stan

# You don't need to be coy, Roy

# You just listen to me

# Hop on the bus, Gus

# You don't need to discuss much

# Just drop off the key, Lee

# And get yourself free

# She said, "It grieves me so to see you in such pain

# "I wish there was something I could do to make you smile again"

# I said, "I appreciate that but would you please explain

# "About the 50 ways?"

# She said, "Why don't we both just sleep on it tonight?

# "And I believe in the morning, you'll begin to see the light"

# And then she kissed me and I realised she probably was right

# There must be 50 ways to leave your lover

# 50 ways to leave your lover

# You just slip out the back, Jack

# Make a new plan, Stan

# You don't need to be coy, Roy

# Just listen to me

# Oh, you hop on the bus, Gus

# You don't need to discuss much

# Just drop off the key, Lee

# And get yourself free

# Slip out the back, Jack

# Make a new plan, Stan

# You don't need to be coy, Roy

# You just listen to me

# Hop on the bus, Gus

# You don't need to discuss much

# Just drop off the key, Lee

# And get yourself free... #

CHEERING

Stevie Gadd on drums.

How you doing? Are you cold?

CHEERING

God, you look great from here.

# I am just a poor boy

# Though my story's seldom told

# I have squandered

# I have squandered my resistance

# For a pocket full of mumbles

# Such are promises

# All lies and jests

# Still a man hears what he wants to hear

# And disregards the rest

# When I left my home and my family

# I was no more than a boy

# In the company of strangers

# In the quiet of the railway station

# Running scared

# Laying low, seeking out the poorer quarters

# Where the ragged people go

# Looking for the places

# Only they would know

# Lie la lie, lie la la la lie la lie, lie la lie

# Lie la la la lie la lie, la la la la lie

# Asking only workman's wages

# I come looking for a job

# But I get no offers

# Just a come-on from the whores

# On Seventh Avenue

# I do declare

# There were times when I was so lonesome

# I took some comfort there

# Ooh, la la la, la la la la

# Now the years are rolling by me

# They are rockin' evenly

# I am older than I once was

# And younger than I'll be, that's not unusual

# Nor is it strange

# After changes upon changes

# We are more or less the same

# After changes we are more or less the same

# La la lie

# Lie la la la lie la lie,

# La la la la, la la lie, la la la lie

# La la la la, la la lie, la la la lie

# Then I'm laying out my winter clothes

# And wishing I was gone

# Going home

# Where the New York City winters

# Aren't bleeding me

# Leading me

# Going home

# In the clearing stands a boxer

# And a fighter by his trade

# And he carries the reminders

# Of every glove that laid him down

# Or cut him till he cried out

# In his anger and his shame

# "I am leaving, I am leaving"

# But the fighter still remains

# Yes, he fighter still remains

# Lie la lie

# lie la la la lie la lie

# Lie la lie

# Lie la la la lie la lie

# La la la la lie

# Lie la la la lie la lie

# Lie la lie

# Lie la la la lie la lie

# La la la la lie

# Lie la la la lie la lie

# Lie la lie

# Lie la la la lie la lie,

# La la la la lie... #

CHEERING

Thank you. Yes, thank you. From the bottom of our hearts. Thank you.

Made us feel great.

CHEERING CONTINUES

CHEERING

# Old friends

# Old friends

# Sat on their park bench like bookends

# A newspaper blown through the grass

# Falls on the round toes

# Of the high shoes of the old friends

# Old friends, winter companions, the old men

# Lost in their overcoats, waiting for the sunset

# The sounds of the city sifting through trees

# Settle like dust on the shoulders of the old friends

# Can you imagine us years from today

# Sharing a park bench quietly?

# How terribly strange to be 70

# Old friends, memory brushes the same years

# Silently sharing the same fears... #

# Time it was

# And what a time it was

# It was

# A time of innocence

# A time of confidences

# Long ago, it must be

# I have a photograph

# Preserve your memories

# They're all that's left you. #

CHEERING

CHEERING

# Slow down, you move too fast

# You got to make the morning last

# Just kicking down the cobblestones

# Looking for fun and feeling groovy

# Ba da-da da-da da-da, feeling groovy

# Hello, lamppost, what'cha knowing?

# I've come to watch your flowers growin'

# Ain't you got no rhymes for me?

# Doo-ait-n-doo-doo, feeling groovy

# Ba da-da da-da da-da, feeling groovy

# I got no deeds to do, no promises to keep

# I'm dappled and drowsy and ready to sleep

# Let the morningtime drop all its petals on me

# Life, I love you, all is groovy. #

THEY VOCALISE, CHEERING

CHEERING

Well, you know what?

We wanted to have fireworks tonight.

CHEERING

But they wouldn't let us have them.

Well, let's... We'll make our own fireworks here.

CHEERING

HE PLAYS RIFF

CHEERING

# Hello, darkness, my old friend

# I've come to talk with you again

# Because a vision softly creeping

# Left its seeds while I was sleeping

# And the vision that was planted in my brain

# Still remains

# Within the sound of silence

# In restless dreams I walked alone

# Narrow streets of cobblestone

# 'Neath the halo of a street lamp

# I turned my collar to the cold and damp

# When my eyes were stabbed by the flash of a neon light

# That split the night

# And touched the sound of silence

# And in the naked light I saw

# 10,000 people, maybe more

CHEERING

# People talking without speaking

# People hearing without listening

# People writing songs that voices never share

# No-one dared

# Disturb the sound of silence

# "Fools" said I, "You do not know

# "Silence like a cancer grows

# "Hear my words that I might teach you

# "Take my arms that I might reach you"

# But my words like silent raindrops fell

# And echoed in the wells of silence

# And the people bowed and prayed

# To the neon god they made

# And the sign flashed out its warning

# In the words that it was forming

# And the sign said, "The words of the prophets

# "Are written on the subway walls

# "And tenement halls

# "And whispered in the sounds of silence." #

CHEERING

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APPLAUSE AND CHEERING DROWNS SPEECH

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I'd like to introduce the players in the band.

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Guitarists are David Brown and Pete Carr.

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Anthony Jackson playing the bass.

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Rob Mounsey's on synthesiser.

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John Eckert on trumpet.

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John Gatchell on the other trumpet.

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Dave Tofani and Gerry Niewood on saxophone.

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Grady Tate and Steve Gadd, drums and percussion.

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And the infamous Richard Tee on piano.

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# First thing I remember

# I was lying in my bed

# I couldn't have been no more than one or two

# And I remember there was a radio

# Coming from the room next door

# And my mother laughed

# The way some ladies do

# When it's late in the evening

# And all the music's seeping through

# The next thing I remember

# I am walking down the street

# I'm feeling all right

# I'm with my boys, I'm with my troops, yeah

# And down along the avenue

# Some guys were shooting pool

# And I heard the sound of a cappella groups, yeah

# Singing late in the evening

# And all the girls out on the stoops, yeah

# Then I learned to play some lead guitar

# I was underage in this funky bar

# And I stepped outside to smoke myself a J

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# And when I come back to the room

# Everybody just seemed to move

# And I turned my amp up loud and I began to play

# And it was late in the evening

# And I blew that room away

# First thing I remember

# When you came into my life

# I said I'm gonna get that girl no matter what I do

# Well, I guess I've been in love before

# And once or twice I've been on the floor

# But I never loved no-one the way that I love you

# And it was late in the evening

# And all the music seeping through

# First thing I remember

# When you came into my life

# I said I'm gonna get that girl no matter what I do

# Well, I guess I've been in love before

# And once or twice I've been on the floor

# But I never loved no-one the way that I love you

# And it was late in the evening

# And all the music seeping through... #

Woo!

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