Peppermint Quarter in my pocket,
Oh boy, how did you get there?,
just like the striped candy so forgotten,
looked over and washed without a care.
and now your just a peppermint quarter,
a peppermint quarter,
a peppermint quarter,
a peppermint quarter.
Inside that pocket it's so sticky,
not fit for anything to go inside,
and pepperminty in the air all around me,
but some things go along for a ride.
for now your just a peppermint quarter,
a peppermint quarter,
a peppermint quarter,
a peppermint quarter.
Then I have to retrieve you,
as I am just a few pennies shy,
the sticky quarter finally escapes me,
taken with peculiarity in her eyes.
sticky in her hand a peppermint quarter,
a peppermint quarter,
a peppermint quarter,
a peppermint quarter.
you helped me catch this sweet little lassie,
her I am lucky to take out tonight on a date,
after she is done her shift at the ringing market register,
after work I will hold her hand when I meet her late.
because of my peppermint quarter,
just a peppermint quarter,
a peppermint quarter,
a peppermint quarter.
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