Class of 69 - Bobby Caldwell

How well I can remember

The things we tried to say

But now they’re just a memory

On graduation day

How come our reputations

Were always on the line

The kings of degradation

The class of 69

My old man used to tell me

You can’t grow up this way

You’ll see your finest hour

On graduation day

But how come my reputation

Was always on the line

A king of degradation

The class of 69

She’s on my mind

She was so fine

The class of 69

And in our time

We blew their minds

All in the class of 69