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Texty: Paul Simon. 1964-1993. Late in The Evening.

And the first thing I remember, I was lying in my bed
Well I couldn't've been no more than one or two
And I remember there was a radio, coming from the room next door
My mother laughed the way some ladies do

Well it's late in the evening
And all the music is seeping through

The next thing I remember, I am walking down a street
I'm feeling alright I'm with my boys and with my troops, yeah
And down along the avenue some guys are shootin' pool
And I heard the sound of a Capella groups, yeah

It's late in the evening
And all the girls out on the stoops, yeah

Well I learned to play some lead guitar, I was underage in this funky bar
And I stepped outside to smoke myself a J
When I come back to the room, everybody just seemed to move
And I turned my amp up loud, I began to play

It's late in the evening now
And I blew that room away

First thing I remember when you came into my life
Said, "I wanna get that girl, no matter what I do"
Well I guess I've been in love before, once or twice have been
On the floor but I've never loved no-one the way that I love you, I love you

It's late in the evening
And all the music is seeping through

First thing I remember, I was lying in my bed
Well I couldn't've been no more than one or two
And I remember there was a radio, it was, was coming from the room
Next door and my mother laughed the way some ladies do, you know

Well it's late in the evening
And all the music is seeping through