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Back to the beach where we wasted our days |
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Back to the days when the radio played |
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The kind of songs that made us shake |
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We turn, turn it up |
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We turn, turn it up |
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I used to stare at the stars everyday |
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The boulevard to my dreams of L.A. |
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I used to stop and hope for change |
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We turn, turn it up |
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We turn, turn it up |
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You say, we run around in circles baby all day |
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Waiting for the moment to come |
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I think if love is like a reflex darling |
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Then this is how I give you a reason to stay |
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I met a girl with a song in her head |
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The summer nights that we spent in her bed |
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I would be nowhere else instead |
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We turn, turn it up |
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We turn, turn it up |
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Turn your back to the day that we drove |
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A hidden place by the sea that you loved |
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I feel it in my bones |
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We turn, turn it up |
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We turn, turn it up |
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You say, we run around in circles baby all day |
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Waiting for the moment to come |
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I think if love is like a reflex darling |
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Then this is how I give you a reason to stay |
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A reason to stay |
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You say, we run around in circles baby all day |
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Waiting for the moment to come |
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I think if love is like a reflex darling |
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Then this is how I give you a reason to stay |
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(Back to the beach where we wasted our days, |
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Back to the days when the radio played) |
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A reason to stay |
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(The kind of songs that made us shake, |
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We turn, turn it up, We turn, turn it up) |
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We turn, turn it up |
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We turn, turn it up |
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All day, all day |
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Turn, turn it up |
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Turn, turn it up |
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And give you a reason to stay |
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Back to the beach where we wasted our days |
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Back to the days when the radio played |
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The kind of songs that made us shake |
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We turn, turn it up |
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We turn, turn it up |
