Old School
Lyrics Chuck Wicks

Written by: Chris Tompkins, Chuck Wicks, Rodney Clawson

Produced by: Michael Knox

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I remember, Panama Jack laying back, tape-deck, Raybans and good friends.
Every summer, we couldn't wait to run wild
So we piled in the Jeep, hot seats lookin' for something

Two for one at the Ramada drinking coconut colada's
Chasing senoritas out by the pool.
Oh, I pulled a string on her bikini
Thinkin' all my friends would see me
But I found out that I wasn't so cool.
Oh oh oooo, old school
Oh oh oh oh ooooo, old school

I remember dirty slow dancin' off rhythm kissin', beer stickin' to our shoes,
And I'd whisper in her ear and she'd give me that smile for a while
Cause she knew it wasn't true.
Man that cover band was killer they were jammin' Steve Miller
Till it's last call quarter till two (Ohh ooo)
A Dr Pepper chaser for another shot of Jagger
And you're prayin' that she's leaving with you
Ohh oooo, old school
Oh oh oh oh oooo, old school

Two for one at the Ramada drinking coconut colada's
Chasin' senoritas out by the pool (Oh ooh)
That cover band was killer they were jammin' Steve Miller
Till it's last call quarter to two (Oh ohhhh)
A Dr Pepper chaser for another shot of Jagger
And you're prayin' that she's leaving with you
Oh oh oooo, old school
Oh oh oh oh ooooo, old school

Old school, old school

I remember, Panama Jack laying back, tape-deck, Raybans and good friends.

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