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By: buffett

She's got a figure
got a ballpoint pen
They around for weeks at a time
Writin' down of the places they been

She guitar but nothin' fancy
With no intention of a star
Only that's botherin' him these days
Is where he's gonna a good ten-cent cigar

Good
To say what you
what you say

She did make her debut
He never made it to
She's eighty-sixed from the room
He's twenty nine and pushin' real fast

They're funny when get to rockin'
Goin' out for a night on the
Takin' polaroid pictures that are never in
Just to look at when finally slow down

moon
So
every month of the year could be june

He's always tuned into trek
always tuned into him
Hidin' his cookies when he gets the
Tryin' hard just to keep the boy

they're gonna go star gazin'
An' try to figure out which one they're
But try as they might I don't they'll reach the height
You know you can't get from here

Full
So
Wishin' every month of the year could be

Good
To say you mean
Mean you say
To say you mean
what you say