Lyrics

Winter time in 1989 My Docs are worn out My feet are frozen to the bone You crawl down Avenue A The toughest girl that day You spoke sweet metal grunts And threw me in the trunk Well I'm not dumb you showed me things Shook the dust off the piston rings Drop me off to meet the band Pressed the keys inside my hand Hey hey Vicky Crown Call me up we'll blow one down Don't tell me you're past your prime Girl you know its party time You've got the toughest shell I wonder if you're doing well Cross the bridge and into town away Every night you took me for a ride On and off the interstate Until the crack of eight Then we'd come back into town The local kids were down They came out running Just to catch a glimpse of you Well one more spring One more summer One more thing and Then another I'll get you back into some shape Vicky girl it's not to late Hey hey Vicky Crown Call me up we'll blow one down Don't tell me you're past your prime Girl you know its party time You've got the toughest shell I wonder if you're doing well Cross the bridge and into town away Where have you been hiding out Since you went away You paint my town to rust But not my trust And love will never fade Well one more spring One more summer One more thing and Then another I'll get you back into some shape Vicky girl it's not to late Hey hey Vicky Crown Call me up we'll blow one down Don't tell me you're past your prime Girl you know its party time You've got the toughest shell I wonder if you're doing well Cross the bridge and into town away Cross the bridge and into queens away