Swinging on the swings
Tag in the woods.
In line I stood,
Holding my lunch bag.
Looking at the yellow school bus,
I know I’m ready.
This can’t be such a fuss
I’m going steady.
Sitting down the first day,
I could already tell I was gonna be okay.
Tag in the woods.
In line I stood,
Holding my lunch bag.
Looking at the yellow school bus,
I know I’m ready.
This can’t be such a fuss
I’m going steady.
Sitting down the first day,
I could already tell I was gonna be okay.
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