high school

bubble gum and house parties when you stole your parents rum
and tried to screw everything that could breathe
back in high school we didnt have a whole lot to do
we watched the world go by on the television screen
said it's the 90's kids thats way out this is way in
go beat eachother up on the dance floor
told us drugs were no good
but then we smoked 'em and liked 'em
so much that we smoked a little more
we liked 'em so much that we smoked a little more

then i call your name
did you hear me singin' that song that i wrote for you?
your so the same but your so different
i didn't recognize you

it's kinda hard with all that sexual confussion
sometimes you don't know if your gay or straight
but whats the difference its a wonderful illusion
most times you won't make it past second base
I'm in a band we kinda suck but we don't now it yet
and i don't care anyway
cuz soon i'm gonna sell these drums, pay my rent,
support my kid and tell him all about way back in daddy's day
i'll tell him all about way back in daddy's day

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some years later by a soda coolerator
in a corner store back in my home town
this stranger smiles at me, said
"remember the class of '93?"
and for some reason it makes him look real proud
after all the good times he said we had
he looks at me, scratches his head
and asked me where the hell i have went
and the funny thing is that i never even knew him
but he coulda been any one of my high school friends

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