Only 40 more days before I gotta get away. For the past three years I've been sitting on a fence, convinced that I can't get no satisfaction, but I've realized that even if you can't always get what you want, you can make it if you try.
I want you all to know that I have mixed emotions about leaving. It hurts me, too. Please don't think I have a heart of stone. How can I stop? If you need me and really want to be my friend, I'll be in the Ivy League, crazy mama.
Any way you look at it, it's all over now.
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