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Feb 08, 2006 16:24

oh the memories, they come a-streamin'
when I'm walkin' 'round here dreamin'
on a summers night on Hammer Hill

I had a friend who was slightly overweight
that means fatass in the seventh grade
I still remember the steamy dressing room
where they beat him black and blue
yeah they beat him black and blue

I had a friend, a girl who looked sort of like a guy
I can't forget her dark painful eyes
when they burned her with a cigarette lighter
when the cops came they had to untie her
another girl was free to grow up as cynical writer

oh, but it's hard to stay mad when there's so much beauty
an open window, someone's playing Tutti Frutti
it's a sweet summers night on Hammer Hill
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