Dejavu!

A quarter until three, the school bell rang

Class let out as usual, it was early in the spring

I called my boyfriend up on the telephone

To see if he was at home

He picked up on the other line

He said he had been asleep

I asked him "Were you having sweet dreams"

He said "Sweet dreams, hell!"

"Just had a nightmare that seemed so real"

"Cop's were chasing me shooting their guns as I ran!"

 So he came by the school to pick up my friend and I

In his old beat up sedan and we cruised around town

He called up his friend and said we'll see you,

down by the craggy bridge near the railroad tracks

A place where everybody hung out

drinking beer and smoking pot

The year was 1972

Long haired hippies and such

Everybody partying a bit too much

Well, when we arrived

there was a large crowd hanging out

when all of a sudden...

It was like dejavu

Bullets were flying everywhere

As I ran I could feel the wind in my hair

My legs ran so fast, faster and faster

I could hardly catch my breath

As I followed him into the trees

The police were chasing us sure as you please

Now I don't know much about dreams coming true

But since this happened I believe some nightmares do

And, this is a true story believe it or not

A story of dejavu! 

 

 

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[yinseriv]

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