Thirteen

"How old are you?" she called to us
 Fresh off the bus to Washington DC
 Blonde hair and her friend's was black
 With a blue backpack and a plaid skirt to her knees
 She seemed so confident back then
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 Vacation came to an end
 Hey now Holly where you been?
 "You know we come here every year
 How long you here in Washington DC?"
 "Just three days," I made her smile and her girlfriend too
 That was my best friends blues and the tragedy of me
 She seemed so confident back then
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 Vacation came to an end girl
 Hey now Michelle where you been?
 When I was thirteen it seemed to me
 That there would always be another girl to meet
 There was no rush and I'd always blush
 And it felt so good to take it seriously
 When I was thirteen I saw it on the screen
 The way that I should be, another girl to meet
 We were cleaner then and more innocent
 There's nothing so unlucky about being thirteen
 The day would always come
 When we would have to say goodbye
 Sometimes she would cry and I would ached from all the pride
 The last night we'd stay out late, we'd hold hands and we'd curse fate,
 We would try to slow down time
 She seemed so confident back then
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 Vacation came to an end
 Hey now Crista where you been?
 She seemed so confident back then
 Before she met any men
 I wish my vacation never had to end
 Hey now baby where you been?
 She's so fine. She was mine
 Back then the girls were the shit