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Hand Me Down Days
they thought that summer would last foreverbut soon september was spiraling down...barefoot on blacktop, this is their streetno status symbols to cover themthey want techno and fashion, they're sick of their toysbut momma told them, patience-hand me down daysbefore you know you'll soon be grownhand me down days will fadeto something of your ownlocal stars are high up above tonightthey got lead boots, silver suitsstripped down satellites-the skins are on the playground, drinking cheap wineand running from detectiveshand me down daysbefore you know they'll soon be gonehand me down days will fadeto something of your ownsomething like a homethey thought that summer would last foreverLetras de cancionesseptember must fall-hand me down daysbefore you know they'll soon be gonehand me down days will fade...hand me down daysbefore you know you'll soon be grownhand me down days will fade
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