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By: buffett

She's got a ballpark
He's got a pen
They around for weeks at a time
Writin' descriptions of the places they been

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

Good
To say you mean
Mean you say

She did make her debut
He never it to class
She's from the chart room
He's nine and pushin' thirty real fast

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

moon
So
Wishin' month of the year could be june

always tuned into star trek
She's tuned into him
Hidin' his when he gets the munchies
Tryin' hard to keep the boy slim

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

moon
So
every month of the year could be june

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