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By: buffett

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

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

Good
To say you mean
Mean you say

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

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

Full
So
Wishin' every month of the could be june

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

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

Full
So
Wishin' month of the year could be june

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