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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