In Summer’s heat of ‘82 or one, we’d need a place to escape the Sun, a dark retreat, a neon cave, and a cheap price to revel in some arcade fun. My friends and I were trying new games out, with collection money from a paper route. Gamin’ made life feel like a life of plenty, even gamin’ ‘til those pockets were empty. Game On Other kids are waitin’ ‘round. My last coin goes in the slot. Last chance, and three blazes of glory, is all my quarter bought. Nearly broke the stick for a new high score ‘cause loosing really stung! Looking back at times like these keeps an old heart young. Game On Hot Summer’s day we’d need a place to escape the Sun and steam, a dark retreat, a neon cave with some interstellar themes. One quarter holds a place for glory on a screen you’d never seen! Catch that moment like we did back then and you’ll know just what I mean! Game On Don’t wanna go home, But I’m outta coins. Besides the street lights are comin’ on.
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