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When we made it to the garden, it was well past nine |
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Our hands came to agreement as we walked in time |
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A jealous rose stole a thread from your skirted thigh |
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I clipped it quick with a flick of the switchblade knife |
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Of the switchblade knife, of the switchblade knife |
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That rose was so fine in her hair |
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The shadow in the moonlight |
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The hot summer night's right |
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My summer angel keeps me on the run |
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My summer angel keeps me on the run |
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My summer angel keeps me on the run |
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Poppies swayed while she sparred on how she fell in love |
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When in Rome it's ' |
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C'est la vie', when overseas however you want |
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We leaned closer and she finally threw me the life raft |
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She pulled me in and kept me right until the night left |
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Until the night left, until the night left |
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That rose was so fine in her hair |
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The shadow in the moonlight |
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The hot summer night's right |
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My summer angel keeps me on the run |
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My summer angel keeps me on the run |
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My summer angel keeps me on the run |
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And when her kisses came, they rained down |
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And when my body moved, she made sound |
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And when she moved down, she made my back arch |
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As I lay there in the moonlight dark |
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She saidThat rose was so fine in her hair |
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The shadow in the moonlight |
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The hot summer night's right |
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My summer angel keeps me on the run |
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My summer angel keeps me on the run |
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My summer angel keeps me on the run |
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My summer angel |