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Just Imagine... |
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Just Imagine... |
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Right when my
parents walk out that door I'm alone Right when my parents pull out the driveway I call everyone. Right when my parents are totally out of town, I throw a party. There are chips, nachos, ice cream there's everything. There is juice, hot chocolate, tea there is everything but when I get that one phone call from my parents my dream is over, my life is over now it's all but a memory. I can't wait until next time they leave, just imagine. |
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