.Nine o'clock, Friday night, you don't know what to do The local suburban convenience store is where it's at, this story once again is all too true Smoking butts and sipping sodas Maxing on the cold concrete I gotta get out of this redundant routine but this town is just way too bleak Killing time an.
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