The first wedensday i saw her
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there smiling at me with here blue eyes
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and curly hair i couldn't wait till next week
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to make the stop see her at the
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quick check paper drop.
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Every wedensday we'd count the papers
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we'd have a laugh at the people in their suits
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no one seemed to notice how she was different
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but i did and i knew. Another wedensday came and it
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seemed it was right so i wrote her a note that i
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hoped she would like dear
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Kiah would you like to go with me to the boardwalk
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what fun it will be
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we'll eat cotton candy and we'll get french
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fries with vinegar and get a
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plate of funnel cake then we'll go on the
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zipper look out on the ocean
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and puke it all up all the people will scream
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we can have a laugh what do
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you say? that's what it said in the note.
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Another week went by
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and she never called another week came and
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she wished she had she just
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broke up with her fiance and things were kinda crazy
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with her i said i understood, another week went by
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and she never called but i thought
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about the way she looked at me and said to myself maybe..
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i pulled into the quick check at 6am to see the sun coming up
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when i walked in Kiah wasn't there. The manager said
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she quit she isn't here do you want me to
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help you count the papers?.
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Quick Check Girl
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Bouncing Souls |