Deep in the heart of south eastern PA

Where they pregame with Natty because they can't afford IPAs

Sit the Golden Rams of West Chester University

A school that relishes in its wide spread diversity

And as I look back on my time there's plenty to be missed

That I will never forget after my final class is dismissed

I'll miss pre gaming in the dorms with my buddies from the floor

Peeping through the hole checking for RAs at the door

Then walking to the parties with the booze in our backpacks

If Walnut Street got busted we could always try out Matlack

And if you didn't get lucky there was always late night pizza

And seeing classmates in Amore with a "Hey nice to see ya"

Then forgetting in the morning what you did and what you said

Feeling so defeated you just want to stay in bed

I'll miss stuffing down free food that wasn't quite on fleek

Then walking past the gym and thinking "maybe next week"

I’ll miss the house that I called home despite the price for rent

Right there on Walnut Street where many nights were spent

I’ll miss our room full of fridges, because I mean why not right?

We had three freaking refrigerators so that was pretty tight

And while we made the house dirty and it was really pretty old

The memories that we had there provide great stories to be told

Like when there were parties with good times galore

And hoping to hell we didn’t hear “that knock” at the door

Or our movie nights, which was something that we all enjoyed

Some gems we’ve watched included Pitch Perfect 2 and Jersey Boys

Or just when we were chilling and watching football on a Sunday

Those are the days that I consider my fun days

Along with day drinking in the warm spring sun

Then attempting to go out later for one hell of a run

I’ll miss my 21^st birthday, which felt like it took a century

Which I thought I handled well despite the odds against me

I’ll miss hanging out in Jake’s on some random snow day

You can’t beat $1 beers; there really is no way

I'll miss shuck and jiving in Landmark’s basement until my feet couldn’t stand it

Then looking at my wallet the next morning and thinking "God damn it"

I’ll miss happy hour at Kildare’s they should really bring those back

But I mean I understand those tended to get all out of whack

I’ll miss finals week despite the amount of stress

Because that’s the kind of pressure that can bring out the very best

Thanks to school I feel I’m ready for life’s next step

Even though the kid in me is still screaming “not yet”

Blink and you miss it really does apply here

Because this was just a blur, and it definitely feels weird

It’s incredible to think how fast four years came and went

But while it seemed fast I have to admit that I’m spent