V1

He bought a Buick from a lot
Then he drove it with the top down
And now he's taken all my blankets

We're going to the coast in spring
His friends are always reading on the road
They say I am his sweet November
Is that 'cause we won't see December

Ch.
A Swallow December
A Swallow December
A flutter in the heather
A suposition on agenda (a gender)
A sweet December
A sweet December

My Tay Tay impression Y'all :)

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