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[pseudo_desire]

so we had to write a ballad for senior lit.. it had to be to the tune of a well known song.. my group decided to do the fresh prince of bellair.. in my group is Karen, ChrisTEA, and Amanda..

here is our song

*to the tune of the fresh prince of bellair theme*

now this is the story all about how
we became the seniors of this small town
just sit right back and listen up close
cause this little story will mean the most

in the East Detroit School District born and raised
in the classrom is where we spent most of our days
workin and talking and chillin all cool
and all studying our pre-calc outside of the school

when a couple of rules that would do us no good
started making trouble in our neighboorhood
we had to wear our IDs all around school
we couldnt walk around lunch or hang out by the pool

things started to come to the point of disaster
when the people in the hall wouldnt move any faster
i asked them to move and they all said no
and said to meet them by the flagpole

instead of fighting i ran away
so i wouldnt get a point or two that day
i looked at my ID it was finally here
this is the end of my last school year

now its may and im ready to go
graduation day comes so slow
one more month and we're out of here
we'll cross the stage and have no fear