Citrus Jr. - Slacks and Loafers

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We will crash the car together
You don't even have to ask
Better pray for more hot weather
The cold is never coming back

It's not the land of the free
When you pay for everything you need
A condition you're born with
A million dollars for a place to sleep

I don't know who the man is
But I'm pretty sure I hate him
I'm not sure what the plan is
But I think I'm going to make it

Grades are slipping through the cracks
I'm bad at math I'm bad at math
I wanna go back back back

We will crash the car together
You don't even have to ask
Better pray for more cold weather
The heat is never coming back

I Don't know who the man is
But I'm pretty sure I hate him
I'm not sure what the plan is
But I think I'm going to make it

I wish you were like me
I wish you had my back
I wish we could stay here
But some things never last

Old Mr. Harvey had to replace
His cd collection with a briefcase
His chucks and jeans became slacks and loafers
It was then he knew his youth was over

Written by:
Barak Brown, Kaden Adams

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