.Yeah! Whoa!
Well, I remember the sparks that flew,
In the summer of '79.
My brother went wild for a pretty girl's smile,
But he didn't care that she was mine.
We fought each other like never before,
And beat 'til we were black and blue.
And when we told her it was time, .
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