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These kids I met
their clothes drawn on with crayons
there were from my neighborhood once
and I loved my childhood
We're ne'er gone out yet
and on our way
how can you stand it
that guy on the radio
and he's singing about kids' stuff
embarrassed in the face
that's what you are
