Fall is here, hear the yell
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back to school, ring the bell
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brand new shoes, walking blues
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climb the fence, books and pens
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I can tell that we're going to be friends
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Walk with me, Suzy Lee
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through the park and by the tree
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we will rest upon the ground
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and look at all the bugs we found
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then safely walk to school
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without a sound
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Well here we are, no one else
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we walked to school all by ourselves
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there's dirt on our uniforms
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from chasing all the ants and worms
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we clean up and now its time to learn
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Numbers, letters, learn to spell
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nouns, and books, and show and tell
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at playtime we will throw the ball
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back to class, through the hall
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teacher marks our height
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against the wall
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And we don't notice any time pass
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we don't notice anything
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we sit side by side in every class
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teacher thinks that I sound funny
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but she likes the way you sing
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Tonight I'll dream while I'm in bed
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when silly thoughts go through my head
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about the bugs and alphabet
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and when I wake tomorrow I'll bet
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that you and I will walk together again
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cause I can tell that we're going to be friends
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We're Going To Be Friends
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| The White Stripes |
