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All The Wrong Seasons (feat. JoseConga)

from How I Learned To Dance And Other Short Stories by Bobby Thinking Abby

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[Danny: Better? Feel like talking now?]
[Jane: It's cold in here.]
[Donny: I'll turn on the oven.]

And bye, bye, baby
Would you let me down tonight?
Haven’t heard that melody of yours in days
Or a million nights
And we’re nowhere to be sung
It’s a terrible feeling

When you’re so convinced
In the way you nod your head
Without any reasoning
While making up
For that kiss we miss
And the words I left unsaid
Oh, love...

And now we’re getting old
And it’s been so much fun
Every second got it’s moment
I’m waiting for you summer
I never made it home
I’m just running out of control
And getting nowhere
Every year is getting shorter
I was walking here
When I found myself

Remembering when I gave my heart
To that beautiful girl
Behind the bar, in that hotel by the lake
In such a lovely night
Never did we meet again

[Donny: The money was buried up in the hill. You were taking me up there to give me my half, remember? You were taking me up there to kill me, tiger. You were going to kill me. And now I give you back the gun?]

And by the way
Would you let me stay tonight?
I’ve have witnessed way to many midnight skies
Since we laid beneath the stars
And we’re always running late
But if you’re listening

Let just a few notes to tell you how I feel
And I’ll make you change your mind
Oh, love...

[Jane: You'd had enough to drink. Get out of here and get yourself sober. I don't like you this way.]

And now I’m getting old
And somewhat out of fun
Every hour is getting longer
I’m still waiting for you summer
And I’m not going home
I feel like running out of control
And getting nowhere
I think I need to sober
Laying on the ground
When it came to mind

When I met this girl
In my highschool years
With a smile to light my days
Couldn’t hold her like the last time
And I lost my chance to love
Never did we meet again, again.

[Don: Well, maybe some other time, Mrs. Palmer.]
[Jane: There won't be another time. I'm leaving tomorrow, perhaps sooner.]
[Kathy: Jane, did you hear from Alan?]
[Jane: No. They brought the car back today. I... I found a note in it from Alan.]

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from How I Learned To Dance And Other Short Stories, released June 9, 2020
Percussions by Jose Santamarina
Design by Christian Secaira

All music written, recorded and produced by Pablo Rubio

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