5 acessos
Eu costumava desenhar seus retratos
na "escola de graduação"
Vc nunca conseguia exatamente distingui-los, mas vc dizia que axava eles legais
Nós faziamos um time muito bom
Vc e eu, e nossos jeans lavados com ácido
Olhando pra trás, era tudo tão bom
'Vaurnet'?, salgadinhos e pimenta, e fitas do Vanilla Ice
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É dificil esquecer
que ela vem em Outubro
Eu queria poder mostrar a ela
Como as coisas mudaram
Mas agora que nós somos tão + velhos
Eu nem a conheço
Um dia ela vai vir
E nós poderiamos passar um tempo juntos
Eu te vi na Cosmopolitan
E seu cabelo estava solto
E todos gostavam de vc
Lembrou lá atras, quando, na 7a séria
Seu cabelo ficava solto
E todos gostavam de vc
Vc era uma garota inteligente
SEu dia favorito era o dia da Terra
Esqueça o que aqueles babacas dizem
eu te cavei no pior dia, sem dúvida
Pq vc mesmo assim saiu e me comprou a trilha sonora do Boys In the Hood de aniversário
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E todos nós podiamos dizer
que vc seria alguem na vida
e todos nós podiamos contar
historias para nossos amigos
e todos nós podiamos dizer
que era agora ou nada
E todos podiamos dizer
que vc nunca mais voltaria
I used to draw you pictures
Back in grade school
You never could quite make them out
But you said you thought they were cool
We made a really good team
You and i and our acid washed jeans
Looking back it was all so great
Vaurnet, chip n pepper, and vanilla ice tapes
Its hard to get over
That she comes out in october
I really wish i could show her
How things have changed
But now that were so much older
I dont even really know her
Some day she'll come over
We could hang
I saw you in
Cosmopolitan
And your hair was down
And everybody liked you
Remember way back when
Back in grade seven
Cause your hair was down
And everybody liked you
You were a smart girl
Favorite day was earth day
Forget what those jerks say
I dug you in the worst way
No doubt
Cause you even went out and bought me
A boys in the hood soundtrack for my birthday
Its hard to get over
She comes out in october
Some day i could show her
Things have changed
But now that were so much older
I dont even really know her
Some day she'll come over
We can hang
Hang around
Hang around
Hang around
Hang around
And we could all tell
That you would be something
And we could all tell
Stories to our friends
And we could all tell
It was now or nothing
And we could all tell
Youd never be back again