Back in high school I loved you
But I didn't have the courage to tell you
'Cause I was high on Quaaludes
And listening to Foreigner
We'd hang out at the swap meet
And walk around in bare feet
The Boone's Farm wine was so bittersweet, oh
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My sister taught me how to smoke weed
Before she joined Up with People
She left me all her rolling papers
So I joined Up with People too
I smoked so much dope I saw double
Saw Santa Claus in my urine bubbles
He said, "You've been a bad boy, you're in lots of trouble"
Up, Up with People
You meet 'em wherever you go
Up, Up with People
They're the best kind of folks we know
I had a brown Dodge Demon
Had a Filipino girlfriend too
She'd have me over for lumpia
Had eight brothers and sisters, they were cool
I don't mean to be facetious
But we weren't afraid of diseases
We both got saved by Jesus, oh
Up, Up with People
You meet them wherever you go
Up, Up with People
They're the best kind of folks we know
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Back in high school I loved you
But I didn't have the courage to tell you
'Cause I was high on testosterone
And listening to Styx