lunes, 21 de junio de 2010

Oh, people look so lonely when they’re old

When you come of age it’s not the same
No umbrella over your head when it rains
And your friends would rather get high than play a game
Oh, it’s such a shame the way they change
And Emily’s hung over, Bill feels rough
Thinks his girlfriend might be up the duff... again
She threw up twice last night on the bus
And I never thought growing old could be so tough...

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