summer to come.
Let's fill our pockets with water and draw on our stomachs with face paint.
Let's collect pretty pebbles and shells, and reject every complaint.
Let's race to the corner store for things we don't need.
Let's scream 'cause we can. Let's skin up our knees.
Let's roll down a muddy hill, then never clean our clothes.
Let's find a place all our own to hold secrets and always go.
Let's sing and cry! And fireflies.
I'm just your type.
I'm just so shy.
Let's collect pretty pebbles and shells, and reject every complaint.
Let's race to the corner store for things we don't need.
Let's scream 'cause we can. Let's skin up our knees.
Let's roll down a muddy hill, then never clean our clothes.
Let's find a place all our own to hold secrets and always go.
Let's sing and cry! And fireflies.
I'm just your type.
I'm just so shy.
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