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Old Stones T-ShirtMy wife was in the bathroom, lint-rolling her blouse n skirtLike always I was late, still lookin’ for a shirtWe’d made reservations, to celebrate our ninthI needed somethin’ fancy, to match my suit n tieThen almost forgotten, in a bottom drawerI found a folded memory, from many years beforeOld Stones t-shirt with those lips n tongueFrom a Houston show in ‘91had to borrow a car and siphon some gasIt’s funny how the fabric of my pastIs in that old Stones t-shirtThat concert was our first date, all I scored were nosebleed seatsBut with my arm around her, I didn’t miss Mick n KeithSmoke hung thick in the air, there was noise and stale flat beerBesides our first good kiss, that shirt was my best souvenirSo I had a crazy thought, starin’ at that drawerWhen I got dressed that night, with my suit I wore My Old Stones t-shirtFrom a Houston show in ‘91We lied to our folks and cut English classIt’s funny how the fabric of our pastIs in that old Stones t-shirtmy wife laughed when she saw what I had onWe danced and reminisced all night longGot home and it was easy to seeIt looked way better on her than meOld Stones t-shirt From a Houston show in ‘91We dimmed the lights and played Start Me UpFunny how the fabric of our loveIs in that old Stones t-shirt©2007 Robert George