Back in high school I loved you But I didn't have the courage to tell you 'Cause I was high on Quaaludes And listening to Foreigner We'd hang out at the swap meet And walk around in bare feet The Boone's Farm wine was so bittersweet, oh ♪ My sister taught me how to smoke weed Before she joined Up with People She left me all her rolling papers So I joined Up with People too I smoked so much dope I saw double Saw Santa Claus in my urine bubbles He said, "You've been a bad boy, you're in lots of trouble" Up, Up with People You meet 'em wherever you go Up, Up with People They're the best kind of folks we know I had a brown Dodge Demon Had a Filipino girlfriend too She'd have me over for lumpia Had eight brothers and sisters, they were cool I don't mean to be facetious But we weren't afraid of diseases We both got saved by Jesus, oh Up, Up with People You meet them wherever you go Up, Up with People They're the best kind of folks we know ♪ Back in high school I loved you But I didn't have the courage to tell you 'Cause I was high on testosterone And listening to Styx