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I'm gonna miss the schoolhouse on the hill,
The clang of bangin' lockers in the hall,
But of all the things I'll miss this summer, baby,
I'll miss you, I'll miss you, I'll miss you most of all.

I'll miss the hours talkin' on the phone.
The way I'd run right home to get your call.
But of all the things I'll miss this summer, baby,
I'll miss you, I'll miss you, I'll miss you most of all.

I'll think about a New Year's Eve...
With snowflakes in your hair.
I'll dream about a April prom...
Though summer everywhere.

I'll miss those crazy parties that we had.
The friendships that we cherished one and all.
But until I feel you kisses next September,
I'll miss you, I'll miss you, I'll miss you most of all.

I'll miss you, most of all.
I'll miss you.

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