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Went to the city, we played stickball
One hundred degrees and a fog of mosquitoes
And to think that I feel old here
Don't call me sir, I'm just a boy

The sounds of a skateboard on a sidewalk
Ice cream and candy and a soda
I'm just glad there are no cops here
Just you, me and the world

The earth won't stop for me
How long is the summer and how many are there?
If there's another, let's do something impulsive
Six weeks on a roadtrip
Or a lifetime of regret

The earth won't stop for me
Went to the city, we played stickball   One hundred degrees and a fog of mosquitoes   And to think that I feel old here   Don't call me sir, I'm just a boy      The sounds of a skateboard on a sidewalk   Ice cream and candy and a soda   I'm just glad there are no cops here   Just you, me and the world      The earth won't stop for me   How long is the summer and how many are there?   If there's another, let's do something impulsive   Six weeks on a roadtrip   Or a lifetime of regret      The earth won't stop for me