Lyrics:
Like my close personal friend Paula Abdul
Who, like me, was a geek back in high school.
Oh, I'm sorry, but that's not what this song is about.
At least
to sing off-key before he was allowed
Oh wo yeah, how I miss the old crowd
Well now, it's funny when high school gets all through
Friendships always come
across the land
There's no need to argue
Parents just don't understand
I remember one year
My mom took me school shopping
It was me, my brother, my mom,
now, I learned enough for a song
Still got some friends, but most of 'em gone
Overdoses or killed by a gun
Breaking into houses, life on the run
Did
of those
Johnny used to sing off key, but, boy, he was loud
Oh, oh, oh, yeah, how I miss the old crowd
Well, now it is funny, when high school days are
was awesome I feel much older, and I have lots of friends!
But its not over I almost forgot - I have to go to high school UGHH!
Kids are weird and they
Back in high school, Tamika was the sweetest, the bomb
Hot to death, though in tenth grade a teenage mom
Knocked up by some thug named Russ in
but hold onto
High school musical,
Let's celebrate where we come from
The friends who've been there all along, just like
A High school (High School
hit back-court, and when I jumped, I jumped, I swear I got so high
I touched the net, Mom I touched the net, this is the best day of my life
Air Max's
like free money, like a preacher loves Sunday
Love ya like freeze pop, love ya like a milk shake
Love ya like a high school girl on a first date
Love
thought I loved her until she said
Yeah we're just high school lovin'
This kinda stuff never lasts
Yeah we're just high school lovin'
Just something
Those school girl days of telling tales and biting nails are gone,
But in my mind I know they will still live on and on,
But how do you thank
My names doechii wit two “I”s
I feel anxious when I'm high
Teachers say I talk too much
Momma say ion talk enough
In the dark I'm like a torch
ya like freeze pop, love ya like a milk shake
Love ya like a high school girl on a first date
Love ya like shootin' stars, love ya like a muscle car,
and a quarter, babe
She's a Detroit made
Deuce and a quarter, babe
Now when I first got out of high school
I drove an old farm truck
All the girls they
Get high after school days
The slow dance tangerine of youth
Pink moon
Some of us gone too soon
Sad eyes
Old friends on borrowed time
Hang tough
To the end, my friend
I'm seein' nothin' but my dreams comin' true
While I'm starin' at the world through my rearview
See, I'm seein' nothin' but my dreams
Well its hard to be cool when your still in High School
You got the old man jacking you around
And he tells you what to do
Gives your opinions
Those school girl days of telling tales and biting nails are gone,
But in my mind I know they will still live on and on,
But how do you thank
used to belong
To Cuba Gooding Jr.'s uncle
A friend of mine in high school
Had jury duty with Art Garfunkel
One time I was staying in the same hotel
Oh, shit
Oh, shit
We went to Fairfax High School
Jumped off buildings into their pools
We'd sit down and grease at Canters
Run like hell they
laughing
Back when she was somebody's sister
Countin' change at the lemonade stand
Probably somebody's high school first kiss
Dancin' in a gym where
Haven't seen you since high school
Good to see you're still beautiful
Gravity hasn't started to pull
Quite yet, I bet you're rich as hell
One
kinda short on looks
A latch key kid, best friend was her computer
In high school nobody wanted to do her
When she graduated from college she got paid
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