I remember when sex was dirty And the air was clean And everything worth knowing Was in a magazine
Na na na
To all the sons and daughters Of the boulevard Who learned to go without sleep And to hide all the scars Who believed in the vagrant On Hollywood and vine When he said a mile of gold Won't buy you an inch of time
I remember when sex was dirty And the air was clean And everything worth knowing Was in a magazine
Na, na, na
We made everything we have Out of nothing at all Way back when marijuana Was against the law We were always outnumbered We were always outmanned Went down a road of ruin But here we stand
I remember when sex was dirty And the air was clean And everything worth knowing Was in a magazine
Na, na, na
I remember when sex was dirty And the air was clean And everything worth knowing Was in a magazine
