I trade my apple for your piece of your pie
I trade my pie for your coloring pencils
I trade these pencils for your notebook
And on this notebook we'll draw colorful apple pies.
I trade my shoes for your kite
I trade my kite for your skateboard
I trade this skateboard for a high 5
And I'll run with you everywhere you go
I trade my cards for your basketball
I trade this basketball for your tennis racket
I trade the racket for your football
And we kick butts 'cause we're the best
I give you my friendship, you give me yours
I take your friendship with me for eternity
because when we grow up
we won't trade the memory of our childhood for anything
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