Summertime, and the livin' is easy
The fish are jumpin' and the cotton is high
Your Daddy he's rich, and your Mama is soooo good lookin'
So hush pretty baby don't you cry.
Bring on the summer heat and humidity, bring on summer school for Algebra II, and bring on the service hours because I'm out of school and I never have to be a sophomore again! hell
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