6 Fifty Per Shoe It's July 23rd And My Friends Are In Jail
What a day, I overslept again. its like this clock likes to play tricks on me-where does all the time go cuz, I could use a full refund-and i screwed up things with her for sure-i missed my chance to hold her hand-and by now the guys at the station.-things can't get any more messed up than this...oh no-its july 23rd and my friends are in jail and i got no sleep last night-oh the summer's halfway gone, do you know where we went wrong?-FOR MY FRIENDS I'll put up a fight-its july 23rd and my friends are in jail and she called me up last night-she said "boy how are you today, you know this hurts me to say, you're not the one i had in mind" -"oh officer, these cuffs are on too tight-and where will i spend the night?", the young boy said,-"when can i go home again?-and what have you done with my friend?"-i can't believe they're really locked away, and i hope tomorrow I'll wake up and she'll come to me and say-"hold onto to me tight" and everything was just a dream.
