| Three pretty girls in a schoolyard,
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| Playin' games and makin' noise
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| You would think they had been best friends forever
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| Talkin' algebra and boys
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| They were each of them after the big brass ring
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| So they swore they’d never be apart
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| And if it rang a little false…
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| Still, it was said with all their heart
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| Laughing, dancing,
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| Off on a spree!
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| No one knew that none of it meant a thing…
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| But friendship isn’t what it used to be
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| Three college girls at the movies
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| Falling hard for Steve McQueen
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| You would think that they had so much in common
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| If you stumbled on the scene
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| Then you peel back the layers of teenage ties
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| And a lot of what they shared is gone
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| We left each other far behind
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| And never noticed we moved on
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| Life flows, time flies
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| Spirits roam free
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| No one says it and nothing dies
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| But friendship isn’t what it used to be
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| Wouldnt you know some of us grow
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| Some of us stay the way we are
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| And love burns out after making it so far
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| Three women stuck at a crossroads,
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| At a loss to reconnect…
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| You would think them a mess of contradictions,
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| And for once you’d be correct
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| It’s apparent that none of us made the grade
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| But at least not in the way we planned
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| But how we lost our common ground
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| Is what I’ll never understand
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| Years race, lives change,
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| Makes sense to me…
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| Why the hell should it feel so strange?
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| All relationships rearranged!
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| And the fact is, some friends don’t fade
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| Some… You never see.
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| Make your peace with the choices made,
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| Swallow hard at the price you’ve paid…
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| But friendship…
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| Isn’t what it used to be. |