Who's Counting?
When we stopped being one
You said you had no fun
It broke my heart in two
And even made me blue
But when the clock struck three
I realized I was free
So when the clock struck four
I was out the door
By the time it was five
I was so alive
When I saw it was six
Saw that I was in the mix
As the clock struck seven
Felt like I was in heaven
When it was past eight
Sure felt really great
Soon it was nine
Was doing so very fine
All of a sudden it was ten
And the ink is gone from my pen
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