Cory Branan
Skateland South
Every other Sunday at the Skateland South
I always end up with my skate in my mouth
Well maybe this is the day
I can make some okay sentences
Hell I might as well undo my laces
Because there she is

All marshmallow-white and bubblegum-pink
Her dreamsicle roller-skates circle the rink
And this pastel heaven can last until seven (or eight)
If my mom watches Falcon Crest
Sometimes she picks me up late

Hey DJ, play the one I know you know
As we roll across the carpet, smooth and slow
Ease the neon nice and low
The next one is couples' skate only

My friends bet their quarters that I'm gonna cave
But this seventh soda pop's making me brave
Or maybe it's the black light
But the moment looks right (to me)
So I roll up like Romeo
Juliette, say can you see

That video game - that's Galaxia 4
And one day I'll get the highest score
And I'll type in your name
I wanna share all this fame with you
And we'll celebrate with a couple skate (or two)
Hey DJ, play the one I know you know
As we roll across the carpet, smooth and slow
Ease the neon nice and low
The next one is couples' skate only

Celebrate good times - c'mon