.Mm, mm, mm
Mm, mm, yeah
Oh
There used to be a little old boy
Riding my bus home from school yea
Introverted, kinda frail, didn't think much of himself, no
He used to see the pity
His mothers drunken boyfriend
Hanging out by the corner store
There was a very old la.
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