Back When My Hair Was Short (1973 Version)

Back when my hair was short
I was a white-socked sport
Wore pointed shoes and pegged pants
Drank till my eyes were red
Hid Playboy 'neath my bed
Slicked my "D.A." for the dance
(When you dance, when you da-a-ance)
Back when my hair was short
I met some friends in court
For stealing hubcaps from cars
Chain smoking under the stars
Played all night pinball in bars
And dreamed about love
(Lo-o-o-o-o-o-ove)
We were experts on love
We talked our way all around it
And even if we had found it
We couldn't respond
Slowly, I changed my ways
College and long-haired days
Seeing three concerts a week
An honest to God hippie freak
Too busy eating to speak
Except about love
(Lo-o-o-o-o-o-ove)
We held rallies for love
But no one knew what they stood for
How many months were they good for
The meaning is gone
Soon when my hair is short
I'll make a full report
Of how I came back alive
(Came back, came back alive)
And what it takes to survive
Wringing the truth out of jive
I'll tell you of love
(Lo-o-o-o-o-o-ove)
More than ever, it's love
No lack of faith undermines it
'Cause its the hope that we'll find it
That makes us go on
Back when my hair was short
I was a white-socked sport
Only beer parties till three
College appealed to me
Eastern Philosophy
Learning to set my mind free