itsoasus: It's 9 o'clock... on a Saturday. The regular crowd shuffles in. There's a old man sittin next to me. Makin' love to his tonic and gin. He says "Son can you play me a memory? I'm not really sure how it goes. But its sad and its sweet, and I knew it complete When I wore a younger man's clothes!"

It's 9 o'clock... on a Saturday. The regular crowd shuffles in. There's a old man sittin next to me. Makin' love to his tonic and gin. He says "Son can you play me a memory? I'm not really sure how it goes. But its sad and its sweet, and I knew it complete When I wore a younger man's clothes!"