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Chixdiggit Born On The First Of July

look in your eye i said, "who is that?" and you said with a smile "it was nobody." well maybe that explains the last few weeks you call me up, dead on

well you can't blame me if i think that my time is wasted she left me for the coast to see if she could meet oasis to all my homies on the west coast

don't wanna go to a movie and you don't wanna see a rock show i've already had dinner and i'm not a big coffee fan can't jubilate cause my cash situation

carol said he wants to spend his honeymoon at the hall of fame but she doesn't really care if he gets her there the scenic way she thinks he's pretty

6am in the pow and i'll tell you what i wanna do if i ever had my way i'd just wanna ride the chair with you because i'm gettin air (gettin air) gettin

wherever we go we're always at sikome beach remember the time at the bar out by the campgrounds wondering how bangers swim in cut off blue jeans we floated away on

well i met a girl but she doesn't work here and she was the one i could keep the last thing i saw was a sticker -no fear- through the smoke from the