Guess who just got back today,Them wild-eyed boys that'd been away,Haven't changed, had much to say,But man, I still think them cats are crazyThey were askin' if you were around,How you was, where you could be foundTold them you were livin' downtown,Drivin' all the old men crazyThe boys are back in town, the boys are back in townThe boys are back in town, the boys are back in townYou know that chick that used to dance a lot,Every night, she'd be on the floor, shakin' what she's gotMan, when I tell ya she was cool, she was red hotAnd that time over at Johnny's place,Well, this chick, she got up and slapped Johnny's face,Man, we just fell about the place,If that chick don't wanna know, forget her* RepeatFriday night they'll be dressed to kill,Down at Deano's bar and grillThe drink will flow, and blood will spill,And if the boys wanna fight you better let 'emThat jukebox in the corner blasting out my favorite song,The nights are gettin' warmer, it won't be long,Won't be long 'til summer comes,Now that the boys are here again* Repeat
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Guess who just got back today,
Them wild-eyed boys that'd been away,
Haven't changed, had much to say,
But man, I still think them cats are crazy
They were askin' if you were around,
How you was, where you could be found
Told them you were livin' downtown,
Drivin' all the old men crazy
The boys are back in town, the boys are back in town
The boys are back in town, the boys are back in town
You know that chick that used to dance a lot,
Every night, she'd be on the floor, shakin' what she's got
Man, when I tell ya she was cool, she was red hot
And that time over at Johnny's place,
Well, this chick, she got up and slapped Johnny's face,
Man, we just fell about the place,
If that chick don't wanna know, forget her
* Repeat
Friday night they'll be dressed to kill,
Down at Deano's bar and grill
The drink will flow, and blood will spill,
And if the boys wanna fight you better let 'em
That jukebox in the corner blasting out my favorite song,
The nights are gettin' warmer, it won't be long,
Won't be long 'til summer comes,
Now that the boys are here again
* Repeat
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