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(Cummings/Wallace) |
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Well you asked me to be your escort baby |
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On Graduation |
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Day Wrote me a note and here's what you wrote |
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You cried boo hoo hoo |
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And your tears were killin' me babe |
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Wah wah wah. |
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I think you better straighten out |
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Gimme a break |
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Straighten out ... if you can |
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I heard you knockin' but you couldn't come in |
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And we went walkin' down the road to the bin |
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That was when you were ten, now is now, then was then |
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Ha ha ha. |
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Well I telephoned you and |
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I asked if |
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I might just happen to be your chaperone |
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To the Highbridge comin'-out do |
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You said goodbye and |
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I began to cry |
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I said boo hoo hoo ' |
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Cause your leavin' was shakin' me up |
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Wah wah wah. |
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I think you better straighten out. |
