Everyday in French class,
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I ask Mademoiselle for the girls' room pass.
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And my heart fills with emotion,
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As I'm struck once again by the same old notion!
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All alone in the hallways is always
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Just a stairwell, the lockers, and me
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'Cause the hallways in big ways and small ways,
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Are such a lonely place to be.
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Yes, alone in the hallways as always,
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the garbage cans are my only friends.
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I've always hated to be isolated,
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but then third period ends.
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And these halls I was in,
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will soon be buzzin, with students and teachers,
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and jocks and their sneakers.
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The bell starts ringing and everybody's singing,
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Won't be alone, on my own in the hallways....
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No More!!!
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Alone In The Hallways
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| Anneliese Van Der Pol |
