Indian Summer

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INDIAN SUMMER VERSE 1 Out on the edge of our small midwestern town every Friday night when the sun went down We'd cruise that old parking lot like hallowed ground Whoever had fake I.D. or the weed wore the crown The Dean Mr. Jackson knew us all by name If we didn't take credit, we'd still take the blame To Officer Young we were all fair game We never hurt nobody but raised hell just the same CHORUS 1 And it felt like an Indian summer Some call it wasted time but I call it time better spent wasted through the bottles I've tasted with good friends of mine VERSE 2 Got bored with the college I could never afford Joined a loud long-haired band on the Eastern shore Those parties were the stuff of legend and lore We could light up a stage but wake up on the floor CHORUS 2 And it felt like an Indian summer Some call it wasted time but I call it time better spent wasted through the bottles I've tasted with good friends of mine VERSE 3 I still keep in touch with those partners in crime Light the grill, grab a cold one, reminisce on our lives Shakin' our heads askin' how we survived and laughin' 'bout the stories we can't tell our wives CHORUS 3 And it feels like an Indian summer Some call it wasted time but I call it time better spent wasted through the bottles I've tasted with good friends of mine Still feels like an Indian summer time wasted with good friends of mine