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part, let me tell you.

I got more stuff that

I can show you. Not bad.

I got more tracks.

I'm sure you do.

There's a

somebody I'm longing to see

I hope that he

Turns out to be

Someone who'll watch

Over me

I'm a little lamb

who's lost in the wood

I know I could

Always be good

To one who'll watch

Over me

Okay. Very good, Jenny.

Thank you.

Except for the fact that you have

no idea what you're singing about.

Well, it's about a girl who gets her heart

broken and is looking for another guy.

Yeah. I was

not feeling that from you.

That is technically what the song is

about. Okay, this is very important.

Jenny, for your

homework tonight,

I want you to go home and write

out all the lyrics to that song

and then work on them like

they're an acting monologue. Okay?

Because there's really

no point in singing a song

if you don't understand

what it is you're saying.

Okay, go sit down. Thanks.

It was pretty. I just wasn't

getting a lot out of it. All right?

Okay.

Okay.

Life will go on.

Okay, next.

Uh...

Let's see. Marco.

That's right.

I want you to sing

the same song,

but I want us to all

really understand

what the song is about.

Do you know it?

Yeah. A little bit.

A little bit?

All right, well, this should

be interesting. Come on.

Hurry up. Grass isn't

getting any greener.

Could you change it

to E-flat?

There's a

somebody I'm longing to see

I hope that she

Turns out to be

Someone who'll watch

Over me

I'm a little lamb

who's lost in the wood

I know I could

Always be good

To one who'll watch

Over me

Yes. That's what I

was talking about, everybody.

Very good, Marco.

Thank you.

So you live in Long Island, right? Yep.

And stay with my dad enough days

to meet the residency requirement.

I'd like to stay with

my mom more, but...

Yeah. Is it worth it?

Of course.

It's what I want. Always

wanted. You understand.

I mean, not everyone

is like you, Jenny.

You know, as committed and focused

as you are. All the damn time.

Yeah, but you're the

best singer in our class.

With that kind of a talent,

you have a responsibility.

I mean, the only thing

I gotta do is be happy.

What?

Do you always take

things this lightly?

I would give anything in order

to stand up in front of class

and sing a song and

be completely in tune.

Or whiz through

a monologue

and have everybody laughing. Jenny...

And there are so many kids in this city

that would love to be going to this school.

You wouldn't understand.

See you in class, Marco.

These are not diaries.

They're journals.

I'm not interested in

what you had for breakfast,

or what you think of

your stepmom's boob job.

Not even your

latest breakup.

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