To excitement for "what is to come", to acceptance for what the Lord has in store.
To bed for this rather academically-concerned child of the Most High.
To running two miles with this in one's head:
She's a good girl, loves her mama
Loves Jesus, and America too
She's a good girl, crazy 'bout Elvis
Loves horses and her boyfriend too
It's a long day livin' in Reseda
There's a freeway runnin' through the yard
And I'm a bad boy cause I don't even miss her
And I'm a bad boy cause I don't even miss her
I'm a bad boy for breakin' her heart.
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