There's no maniacs on the floor, no skaters thrashin' pools
There's no cassettes in Corvettes, no lipstick red on cigarettes
No one wants to be seventeen years of age
There's no extraterrestrials from outer space So take me back to 1984
I cannot stand the future anymoreThe sun was hot, the air was cool
The kids were skipping out of school
And there was hope inside of dreams
Like hoverboards and time machines
Kalax, take me home to the Paradise City
The mannequin girls are weird but so pretty
The world was young, the world was dumb
The world was totally radicalI wanna go back
Where it's alright, we're alright, we're all summer kids

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