If the balloons come crashing down and pop pop pop pop pop disappear Birds will then now focus on what was once the craziest of times Today the spinglers start their run and no one's there to splash They appear to have all gone or surrendered to not laugh Now the summer hides its fun with nothing really ever to do Good old times boys and girls racing all their time The ball is up for grabs saddened from their loss Good old time boys and girls racing all their time They see the clock owe a minute they won't find Slow-paced games for high-witted smiles, once were played right from the start Over-night change to a quiet dark heart and don't say I said "It's gonna be hard!" Good old times boys and girls racing all their time The ball is up for grabs saddened from their loss Good old time boys and girls racing all their time They see the clock owe a minute they won't find Good Old Time Boys and Girls Racing All Their Time Good Old Time Boys and Girls Racing All Their Time