Stereo Soul
Turn the dial, let the cassette spin
Saturday is calling, let the night begin
[Verse 1]
Jacket on the chair, blue jeans by the door
Coins inside my pocket, keys across the floor
Posters on the bedroom wall, speakers turned up high
A silver little future in the corner of my eye
[Pre-Chorus]
We had big ideas and a borrowed car
Chasing every signal like a falling star
[Chorus]
Take me back to the eighties tonight
Where the whole world felt electric and bright
With a fistful of dreams and a heart full of sound
We were young, we were loud, we were shaking the ground
Take me back, let the good times roll
Eighties forever in a stereo soul
[Verse 2]
Video arcade thunder, quarters lined in rows
Roller skates and summer heat, everybody knows
The payphone rang, you grabbed it fast
Made a little promise that was built to last
[Pre-Chorus]
We had big ideas and a borrowed car
Drawing our horizons farther than they are
[Chorus]
Take me back to the eighties tonight
Where the whole world felt electric and bright
With a fistful of dreams and a heart full of sound
We were young, we were loud, we were shaking the ground
Take me back, let the good times roll
Eighties forever in a stereo soul
[Bridge]
If I could open up that old blue door
I’d hear those summer footsteps on the floor
No, we can’t rewind the years we ran through
But every beat still brings me back to you
[Instrumental Break]
[Final Chorus]
Take me back to the eighties tonight
Where the whole world felt electric and bright
With a fistful of dreams and a heart full of sound
We were young, we were loud, we were shaking the ground
Take me back, let the good times roll
Eighties forever in a stereo soul
[Outro]
Turn the dial, let the cassette spin
The best part of the future is where we begin
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