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Text: Bears Repeating. First Things First. 225.


Driving home from school on route
81,
And she's so happy 'cuz the
summers, almost begun,
And when
it starts it'll be fun, fun,
fun.

As she drives home,
there's a smile on her
face,
Because she just lost all
her winter weight,
And her boy
from school will stay just that to
her,

She says, "Dear Boy, I am
just a girl, I need space for the
summer."
"Because, I am
insecure...I will go find
another."

As he drives home he
stares into space,
He tells all
his friends he will meet them at
the place,
Where he drinks all
night and proves that he's a
beast,

So, there's a boy and
girl in separate places,
And they
both miss each others'
faces,
They would call each other
up but it's kind of
complicated,

And he looks down
at his cell phone and flips
through all his numbers,
She is
doing the same thing,
He smiles
when he thinks of her...
Bears Repeating
First Things First