Lletres: Aimee Mann. Bachelor No. 2. Ghost World.

Finals blew, I barely knew
my graduation speech
and with college out of reach
if I can't find a job it's down to Dad
and Myrtle Beach

So, I'm bailing this town-or
tearing it down-or
probably more like
hanging around,
hanging around

Everyone I know is acting weird
or way too cool
they hang out by the pool
so I just read a lot and ride my bike
around the school

'Cause I'm bailing this town-or
tearing it down-or
probably more like
hanging around,
hanging around

And all that I need now
is someone with the brains
and the know-how
to tell me what I want...
anyhow

12th of June, a gibbous moon
was this the longest day?
I'll walk down to the bay
and jump off of the dock and watch
the summer waste away

Then, I'm bailing this town-or
tearing it down-or
probably more like
hanging around
hanging around
just hanging around

So tell me what I want