I remember when, what was going down, was being talked and sung about about all over town
in every garage, where the party was being set, red, blue and green lights, let you know just where it’s at
ummmm when we made love, it was something, something so real, the music that we played ooh ooh how it made us feel,
Take me back to the old-school, (that’s where we going) take me back to the old days,
It was that time when, babies were being made, to the sounds, words and the music being played.
So much love (awww gurl) between a husband and wife always brought and end to the sadness of the strife, that young lovers felt, when they were trying to get their lives together and make a difference in this world, in spite of the weather.
Take me back to the old-school (yes that’s where we wanna go), take me back to the old-days (do you remember when), take me back to the old school, (sho new, sho nuff come on girls show em where you want it to go ooooh ooooh) take me back to the old school, take me back to the old days, shooo, dooo, dooo, dooo do doo do) down in the corner of the garage, do the dip where it’s dark, make plans for the future, let’s take our time!