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The Juliana Theory - Duane Joseph lyrics
Tell your mom you need a day off So we can play out in the rain We'll catch a ride to the mall. Go down to the arcade, Cuz thats where all the cool kids hang. Tell your mom you need a day off cuz I don't feel like school today We'll ride our boards down the hill And To the play ground, where everythings okay. Tell your mom that we'll be home late, Cuz building cabins in the woods is hard work.. You always know, That I'll be there, Cuz Summer time, Is Coming Near, My closet friend, You'll always be, You are a, Home Town Kid Like Me.. Tell your mom to make us lunch now Cuz we worked up an appitite G.I. Joes and Karate matches in the backyard Where everythings all right Now I can see that things have changed We've gone our seperate ways now and its not you and me anymore.. Why cant it be, The way it was, Where pain was, Only plastic guns, My closet friend, I couldnt see, You are, A Million Miles away And I guess Ill hold my breath There is no harm in hoping for change (X 3) And I guess Ill hold my, breath |
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