Sunday, March 21, 2010

Every time I make a run

girl, you turn around and cry

I ask myself why, oh why

see you must understand, I can't work a 9 to 5

so I'll be gone till November

said I'll be gone till November, I'll be gone till November

yo, tell my girl that I'll be gone till November

I'll be gone till November, I'll be gone till November

yo, tell my girl that I'll be gone till November

January, February, March, April, May

I see you cryin', but girl I can't stay

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