High School

                                  Bubble gum and house parties 

When you stole your parent's rum and 

Tried to screw everything that could breathe 

Back in high school 

We didn't have a whole lot to do and 

Watched the world go by on a television screen 

Said it's the nineties kids 

That's way out, this is way in 

Go beat each other up on the dance floor 

It told us drugs were no good but then we smoked 'em and 

Liked 'em so much we smoked a little more. 

We liked 'em so much we smoked a little more 



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Did I call your name, did you hear me 

Singing that song I wrote for you 

You're so the same, but you're so different 

I didn't recognize you 



It's kinda hard with all that sexual confusion 

Sometimes you don't know if you're gay or straight 

But what's the difference, it's a wonderful delusion and 

Most times you won't make it past second base 

I'm in a band, we kinda suck

But we don't know it yet and I don't care anyway 

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 the corner store back in my hometown, this stranger smiles at me 

He 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 asks me where the hell I ever went and 

The funny thing is, I never even knew him 

But he could've been any one of my high school friends 



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