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von The Cowsills

I′m gonna miss the schoolhouse on the hill
The clang of banging lockers in the hall
But of all the things I miss this summer baby
I miss you, I miss you
I miss you most of all


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

I'll think about a New Year's Eve with snowflakes in your hair
I′ll dream about an April prom though summer′s everywhere

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