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I met a boy called Archie | We were 17 | He took me to a party by the cemetery
I met a boy called Archie We were 17 He took me to a party by the cemetery Money in the jukebox Waited for our song But we were in the garden When Britney came on He said If you get a way out Call me when you land I've been making posters Tryna start a band Waiting on the weekend There's nothing for me here So don't you be a stranger Don't you disappear Don't you disappear He used to call me weekly Ask about the news A shooting spree on 12th street A crash in Syracuse The band is fit to break, yeah You're giving it 'til spring You play it 'til they wake up But no one wants to sing He said If you get a way out Call me when you land I've been making posters Tryna start a band Waiting on the weekend There's nothing for me here So don't you be a stranger Don't you disappear Don't you disappear I won't hate you if you don't I ain't waiting by the phone But if you ever make that call I'll meet you on the dance floor If you get a way out Call me when you land I've been making posters Tryna start a band Waiting on the weekend There's nothing for me here So don't you be a stranger Don't you disappear Don't you disappear Don't you disappear Don't you disappear Don't you disappear
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