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I woke up to my alarm clock going off. Its spring break, but, I am doing things with the guys today. My dad is at work till 7 tonight, so I get to do whatever until then. I grab my galaxy pennyboard, and head out. We meet in the middle of the culdisack. We decided to go to the Boardwalk. We rode there. I decided to hang out with Ricky, unless someone else, meaning Sam, wants to hang out too. We decide to get icecream. We sit down on a bench, and eat and talk. Once we were finished, Ricky started singing and dancing. To his own song. Ordinary. (Buy it on ITunes!!)

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"Chillin' on the West Side, playing my song

Got that kia soul with my cheap shades on

Gonna run right through the night

Jump off the gate, fall to the ground

It don't matter still hitting this town

Oh it never felt so right

Tonight we're running around the boulevard

I couldn't know, I couldn't ask for more

So sick and tired of staying up to see the break of dawn

Everybody's taking shots, 'til they're passed out on the lawn

Broken hearts and Styrofoam and empty double cups

I guess I'm ordinary 'cause I don't give a what

I don't give a what

I don't give a what

I don't give a what

I don't give a what

Chillin' on the sofa with the tank top

Supercalifragilistic down to my socks

Let it go right to my head

TV screen, Mario Kart

Everybody knows that I get a head start

And it's never left unsaid

Tonight we're running around the boulevard

I couldn't know, I couldn't ask for more

So sick and tired of staying up to see the break of dawn

Everybody's taking shots, 'til they're passed out on the lawn

Broken hearts and Styrofoam and empty double cups

I guess I'm ordinary 'cause I don't give a what

I don't give a what

I don't give a what

I don't give a what

(I don't give a what)

[Instrumental]

So sick and tired of staying up to see the break of dawn

Everybody's taking shots, 'til they're passed out on the lawn

Broken hearts and Styrofoam and empty double cups

I guess I'm ordinary 'cause I don't give a what

I don't give a what

I don't give a what

Broken hearts and Styrofoam and empty double cups

I guess I'm ordinary 'cause I don't give a what!" I sang along with him. It wasn't until I noticed everyone clapping, that I noticed for the last minute and a half of the song, I was singing alone. I punched Ricky in the arm.

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