December Is Considered Winter

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Photo Album

Got a picture with your mother
Lacquer cabinets, kitchin cupboard
And a photo with your father
Overbearing, what a bother
"Please to meet you, it's nice to see you,"
What I said when I met your sister.
And your brother, so elastic
Silver spoon, face of plastic.

Well, can't you see
I had too much to drink that night;
It's all right.

I gotta see you, I've got to see you
When I come home, I hope to see you.
Save some pictures, save some photos
For a while.

Got some lessons from my uncle
A piano, made by Kunkel.
And I'm like an old grandmother
Fliping through our photo album.
And I see you by the Boardwalk,
Turning slightly while your friends talk.
And the waves splash on my shoulders;
Thought we'd never get much older.

Wasting time,
Kicking sand till the sun goes down
To hang around.

I gotta see you, I've got to see you
When I come home, I hope to see you.
Save some pictures, save some photos
For a while.

Don't you know,
Those summers were the best days of our lives?
. . . At least mine

I gotta see you, I've got to see you
When I come home, I hope to see you
Save some pictures, save some photos
For a while.

For a while.

Crush On Eleanor

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Aston Martin

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All lyrics c 2002 Chris Hamilton.