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Girls hittin' the beach |
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Puttin' our feet in the sand |
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Boys ridin' the surf |
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Watchin' us work on our tan |
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We're no thinking about what comes monday |
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We're too busy just playing around |
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Everybody wants a taste of the good life |
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Everybody loves a day in the sun |
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Everybody needs a break from the straight line |
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Sometimes we gotta work at having fun |
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The sky's turning from red to purple |
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And then it's gone |
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I pull out my guitar under the stars |
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And we all sing along |
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Gonna stay up all night laughing |
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Til the sky turns purple again |
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Everybody wants a taste of the good life |
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Everybody loves a day in the sun |
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Everybody needs a break from the straight line |
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Sometimes we gotta work at having fun |
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We spend most of our days |
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Climbing the ladder |
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Cause times slipping away |
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And we might miss what really matters |
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Everybody wants a taste of the good life |
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Everybody loves a day in the sun |
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Everybody needs a break from the straight line |
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Sometimes we gotta work at having fun |
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Everybody wants a taste of the good life |
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Everybody loves a day in the sun |
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Everybody needs a break from the straight line |
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Sometimes we gotta work at having fun |
