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Ya na na, ya na na na Momma was right, I need to find a new group of friends. Height, weight, age, and the same restrictions as them. I felt despair, September's here and you're out there, so every now and then I will pretend to understand what just happened, ow. Bottleg, Slackjaw, everything we like about you. Backstab, kneejerk, but you got the money coming through. I'm well aware September's here and you don't care, and with time to give, right through this sieve I will relive what just happened, yeah. Future look unclear, in September I could go anywhere. Pack my bags away, come back someday in April, May, but not September, no. Ya na na, ya na na na na.
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