![]() Or neighborhood dogs bite those not from your neighborhoodĪnd someone with some sense says Down, Boy, ![]() Rust-not too red, not too orange-not fire or overnightĬhange in which children play till they tire You’re putting your hands together you’re on your feet-īecause you recognize a sound, like a light, Recognize the tune and before you know it, To the Chief of Police, to give him somethingĪs I try to recall the light in Doris Day’s versionīut then you get back to the hook, you suddenly This has nothing to do with driving a car.īut, instead, I tell myself to write a letter I’m here, in his town, with my Yankee tags. To Sly and his Family covering Doris’s hit, The Bicentennial, I got my first kiss that year, In my car, driving through Black Mountain,
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