I'm sitting in the Cadet Coffe Shop,
Cafinating my body for my next final this afternoon.
Trina, the lady that runs the shop,
Has a CD playing.
It has alot of older songs on it.
Alot of them are songs I swing to.
So I'll pipe up every now and then saying,
"That's a good song"
"I like that one"
All with in the first couple of notes.
I think she thinks it's weird that a cadet knows all these old songs.