Way back when, in '67
I was the dandy of Gamma Chi
Sweet things from Boston
So young and willing
Moved down to Scarsdale
Where the hell am I?

Hey Nineteen
No, we can't dance together (We can't dance together)
No, we can't talk at all
Please take me along when you slide on down

Hey Nineteen
That's 'Retha Franklin
She don't remember the Queen of Soul
It's hard times befallen
The sole survivors
She thinks I'm crazy
But I'm just growing old

Hey Nineteen
No, we got nothing in common (We can't dance together)
No, we can't talk at all
Please take me along when you slide on down

Nice
Sure looks good
Mmm, mmm, mmm
Skate a little lower, now

The Cuervo Gold
The fine Colombian
Make tonight a wonderful thing (Say it again)

The Cuervo Gold
The fine Colombian
Make tonight a wonderful thing

The Cuervo Gold
The fine Colombian
Make tonight a wonderful thing

No we can't dance together
No we can't talk at all

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Writer(s): Donald Fagen, Walter Becker