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The Last Day of the Season - Big Phony (Robert Choy)
Lyrics by：Big Phony
Composed by：Big Phony
Taking a trip to forget where I live off the avenue
I wanna go where the people are not their degree
I'll leave it at home in New York City
We had fun in the sun we had fun acting dumb by the swimming pool
The love of a place where strangers relate to the golden rule
Then it was the last day of the season
Where did it go The time The feeling
When I got this funny feeling but the good kind when feeling like I'm high
I am some kind of happy yeah the good kind
I'm feeling like I'm high but I ain't
We were crazy about all the screaming the shouts and the altitude
Remember the time when we waited all night to get in
It was the last day we could see them
He used to believe he could do anything he had wanted to
Who would of thought such a cynical side could prevail in you
You've got to shake this anti-feeling
Make it the last day cash day- out the door to the street
I got this funny feeling like a good time I'm feeling like I'm high
I am loving the fever these are good times
I'm feeling like I'm high but I
I'm on something and I struck a natural high
I don't want to get down
I've been around I've been making a round way downtown again
Singing a song while walking along to the beat
This is the last day that you'll see me
I'm flying way back to western cities
Where I get this funny feeling- but the good kind when feeling like I'm high
I'll never leave here these the good times
I'm feeling like I'm high but I ain't
