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Just noticed that summer Was over now Nobody works here anymore I'm just hanging around You said I was useless But could half-ass a job You said I'm the human torch Burning up the clock Was that you out in the parking lot? We could meet up in the parking lot Snuck the scotch you liked For Labor Day Had to walk to work Folks took the Dodge away Maybe next summer We head down the shore? We could do donuts Get stoned, lose your car We could meet up in the parking lot Was that you there in the parking lot? October days October nights In the meantime Human torch On my dashboard Swinging in the mirror