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I drew a picture of her in my notebook |
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each scribble it got more exciting |
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from pencil to paper |
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I love and erase her |
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again and again till I can't even read my own writing |
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I study her all day long |
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I memorize every word that she speaks |
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I stay up as late as I can |
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and chronicle hours into days into weeks |
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olivia 101 |
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I learn by the light of the moon that she's hung |
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I've done all the work now I long for the fun part |
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I add and subtract all the days of the year |
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and divide them by weekends without her |
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carry the seven the answer is heaven |
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there's safety in numbers |
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and something about her |
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I study her all day long |
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I memorize every color she wears |
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I measure the passing of time |
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by the style of her clothes |
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and the length of her hair |
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olivia 101 |
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I learn by the light of the moon that she's hung |
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I've done all the work now I long for the fun part |
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october orange and chimney red |
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I zip up my jacket and hang down my head |
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I rake up the leaves till they spell out her name |
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the wind blows them into my arms |
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and I wish that she would do the same |
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olivia 101 |
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I learn by the light of the moon that she's hung |
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I've done all the work now I long for the fun part |
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olivia 101 |
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olivia 101 |
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olivia 101 |
