advice from the front seat
prim and proper she sits in the back seat
going to a birthday party is always a treat
Her parents were throwing advice her way
She did not care, she was here to play
She knew the birthday girl really well
The party would be super fun and swell
They rambled on and on in the front seat
She did not care, going to a party was a treat.
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