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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