Classic Rock In Spring/Freeway In Mind

Hey, how are you?
 You sure got a way of greeting a man
 Might I add the perfect sun tan
 You're riding on your yellow Schwinn
 While blasting classic rock in spring
 A couple of summer demons
 With battery recharging
 When you hear the Bob Seeger song
 You know I'll be long gone
 Cutting all my classes
 Like a hit of acid
 Hey, how are you?
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 Like a dog on a telephone
 There is nonsense sustaining
 And staying on, you getting off
 You find yourself much better off
 Feeling a bit less softer even
 But coughing up a lung and then some
 Yeah, you know i got your battery recharger right here
 And hey, how are you?
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 Hey how are you?
 You sure got a way of greeting a man
 Might I add the perfect sun tan
 You're riding on your yellow Schwinn
 While blasting classic rock in spring
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 I got a freeway in mind, let go of my head
 Walk down my line, better be sure you'll be dead
 I got a trumpet, I know where to dump it
 I'm glad that you came if the sound is the same
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 Sometimes my reckless ways, shock my self system for days
 Now I'm channelling my faze in an Anacin haze
 But it ain't gonna do me in, I know when to dump it
 A hole in my way again, I'll surely just jump it
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 There was a kid in a tree among the birds and the bees
 Between bee hive and bird nest and I think you know the rest
 He wanted to be free with them but they weren't believing
 Pecking and stinging him 'til he wasn't breathing
 But it ain't gonna do him in, he'll just go to heaven
 Not done just a dreamer of ten or eleven
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 I've got a freeway in mind, let go of my head
 Walk down my line, better be sure you'll be dead
 I got a trumpet, I know where to dump it