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I remember memories of girls I've met

the voices sound much clearer on my cassete

I remember parties and people there

I remember punk rock chicks with orange hair

So come on, come on

it's only me and my tape recorder

come on, come on

alcohol takes every other

come on, come on

through this chaos and disorder

come on, come on

come on, come on tonight

La-la-la-la-la...

I remember drunken, sad confessions

psychological ultralive transmissions

is it cause I’m knowing ‘bout her boyfriend

he’s staying to talk with another girl again

I remember afterwards when they told her

when she cried upon my shoulder

A memory washed out of her brain

I remember the loneliness and pain

La-la-la-la-la...

So come on, come on

it's only me and my tape recorder

come on, come on

alcohol takes every order

come on, come on

through this chaos and disorder

come on, come on tonight