My first tricycle was red. My scooter? – It was bright red too.
My first dog’s name was Gizmo. My old Ford? – It was powder blue.
My old house was canary yellow. My first love? – She is long gone too.
My memories return to remind me. Sad longing? – Do I have news for you.

I’ve been there, done that, and have no wish to do it again.
I’ve been there, done that, and am down with its staying back then.
I’ve been there, done that, and assure you my childhood was prime.
I’ve been there, done that, and simply don’t have the time.

My friends reminisce about the old days. If they could? – They say they long to return.
Their visions of back then gently beckon. Their wishes? – For their childhoods they longingly yearn.
They talk about when they were happy. Old memories? – It’s as if they were back there today.
The genie granted their wishes. Me too? – I unhesitatingly answer, NO WAY!

I’ve been there, done that, and have no wish to do it again.
I’ve been there, done that, and am down with its staying back then.
I’ve been there, done that, and assure you my childhood was prime.
I’ve been there, done that, and simply don’t have the time.

I wonder what my friends are thinking. Go Back? – Perhaps they seek a second chance.
It could be they are disappointed. Bad news? – They may not be enjoying the dance.
The first time around was terrific. And now? – Each day brings something totally new.
Going back would be like yesterdays movie. Make time? – I already have plenty to do.

I’ve been there, done that, and have no wish to do it again.
I’ve been there, done that, and am down with its staying back then.
I’ve been there, done that, and assure you my childhood was prime.
I’ve been there, done that, and simply don’t have the time.

I’ve been there, done that, and assure you my childhood was prime.
I’ve been there, done that, and simply don’t have the time.