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Monday, November 11, 2019

One lonely Hawk I be

One lonely Hawk I be All by myself without nobody The sun is beating down on my baseball hat The air is gettin’ hot the beer is getting flat Lookin’ for a girl I ran into a guy His name is Russell, I said, “Howdy” he said, “Hi” Don’t be that guy.. Grab your posse & get down to the Blu tonight for the game!

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