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| Well hmm... I am bored so I decided that I should probably update this eventually. I just got back from stupid band camp (argh, I hates lights out). My roomate talked to his girlfriend 24-7. As soon as he left her sight her called her, and it began to get a little creepy. Hmm I'm not good at writing these things and it's not like bunches of people read them soo... yeah. The end.
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| Hmm well I went to the movies with Rochelle last night and saw Click. It was rather sad at the end for an Adam Sandler movie. But, none the less, it was still good. Afterwords we went to Walmart to waste time and pretty much make a fool out of me. And then I met some of her interesting friends... who were... interesting for lack of a better word. I'm pretty sure Rochelle will be the only one reading this so I'm not sure why I wrote it. Oh well.
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| Wow, I'm amazingly bored and I have to go to work in like 30 minutes. I hate my job.
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| She grew up in an Indiana town
Had a good lookin momma who never was around
But she grew up tall and she grew up right
With them Indiana boys on an Indiana night
Well she moved down here at the age of 18
She blew the boys away, it was more than they'd se en
I was introduced and we both started groovin
She said, I dig you baby but I got to keep movin
...on, keep movin on
Last dance with Mary Jane
One more time to kill the pain
I feel summer creepin in and im
Tired of this town again
Well I dont know what I've been told
You never slow down, you never grow old
Im tired of screwing up, Im tired of goin down
Im tire of myself, Im tired of this town
Oh my my, oh hell yes
Honey put on that party dress
Buy me a drink, sing me a song,
Take me as I come cause I can't stay long
Last dance with Mary Jane
One more time to kill the pain
I feel summer creepin in and im
Tired of this town again
Theres pidgeons down in market square
Shes standin in her underwear
Lookin down from a hotel room
Nightfall will be comin soon
Oh my my, oh hell yes
Youve got to put on that party dress
It was too cold to cry when I woke up al one
I hit the last number, I walked to the road
Last dance with Mary Jane
One more time to kill the pain
I feel summer creepin in and im
Tired of this town again. | | |
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