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Coming straight out the block, punk rock ain't no shock, |
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blue hair everywhere cause we got the stock |
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Slide by all the narcs, as the late alarm barks, |
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take a nap in the class on a film about sharks |
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Try to make my way through, but it's all I can do, |
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cause I keep coming back and all I thik about is you |
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Didn't want to go, didn't want to stay, |
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didn't want to lie by my side |
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I don't really care cause I'll still be there swallowing my pride |
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Someday I'm going to be there |
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Step out in the hall, with the girls dressed like dolls, |
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and the burn-outs are baked as they step out the stalls |
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See the games that they play, cause they practice all day, |
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and the more that I see the less I have to say but |
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It's a quarter to ten, by your locker again, |
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cauze I know you'll be coming round the corner with your friend |
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Try to make my way through, but it's all I can do, |
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cause I keep coming back and all I think about is you |
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Listen when I say |
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Today is the day |
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And I'm on my way |
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See you when you're wandering by |
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And you still catch my eye |
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Blow my mind |
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Cause my face you won't regognize |
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I know that it's crazy, how you seem to phase me, |
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when nothing else matters but that all escapes me |
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This is a new trip, got to get a better grip, |
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a day in the life and you know I'm going to take it |
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And they you turn and walk away, |
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before I have the chance to say, |
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I know that you can make this all okay |
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Try to make my way through, but it's all I can do, |
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cause I keep coming back and all I think about is you. |
