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I suddenly remembered this.

Into the Same Things

And I suppose that if you’re into the things i’m into
And you believe that you’re cool in those boots too
Let me take you, cakes, into this world i discovered
And then if it’s fine, we should go into yours later

I think it’s a good plan,
We’re always a good plan
And if we ever run out of things to do
We could go online, if that’s what you’re into
We could dance around to 11th dimension
If that’s what you’re into…
Then that’s what I’m into, too

We say there’s nothin wrong,
With smokin’ a little of this
We think it’s a pretty good sign
When we get a little pissed

At the same things,
At the same things.

I think it’s a good plan,
We’re always a good plan
And if we ever run out of things to do
We could sing off-tune, if that’s what you’re into
We could daydream about skinny caucasian boys,
If that’s what you’re into,
I guess I’m into you.

The same things,
The same things.

Hey, cakes. Remember this? I suddenly remembered this and this is not finished yet. I’m gonna turn this to a song (hope that I’ll be successful this time!).

AND FO SHO, I WILL MISS YOU.

Enough with all the drama, fun afternoon tomorrow, okay?!! We’ve got forever to waste, so don’t worry!

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