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Casperella |
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Island, You were working at the boat house |
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Started just for fun but we wound up gettin kinda serious |
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Now summers come and leavin baby and taking you with it |
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The trunk of your car and bottle chimes clanking in the wind |
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So I'll spill my heart one last time on this old guitar [Chorus:] |
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Angelina, |
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I'm gonna miss your sun kissed face |
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Freckle smile, soft eyes and your daisy chains, how you made my world come undone |
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Angelina, maybe you'll be back again someday |
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If what you left behind was really love |
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Yeah oooo |
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Angelina, |
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Yeah Take my memory with you, how |
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I held you on the old pier lanterns on the water your head on my chest bon fires in the salt air its cold in |
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Chicago baby and you just can't get warm enough |
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I've been fishing down on ocean road hoping you might show up cause you'll know where to go when you get that ache in your soul |
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Yeah you will [Chorus:] |
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Oooo Angelina |
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Yeah |
