might havta blame the wristbands
moon. they let us in places
we (say we) don’t go.
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Checkin' things out by the river.
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might havta blame the wristbands
moon. they let us in places
we (say we) don’t go.
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limo ride, limo ride, taxi
moon. you still look delicious
when the last fare is due.
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gonna serve you right up
with orange ice cream
moon. grownups just eat you.
kids turn you to glue.
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can’t say we’re stellar with numbers
moon. but we know we can always
count on you.
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didn’t mean to stay out all night
moon. but the band wouldn’t quit.
and then you showed up too…
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chase you around like a kick ball
moon. play half a game. or maybe two.
round out the bases that we coulda won.
(if Jim woulda tied his shoes…)
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time to head back to school
moon. to learn about galaxies,
planets and you.
(Jim‘s hopin he’ll find a date)
(or two)
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forget about worries and trouble
moon. float on the water.
laugh with the loons.
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