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Early morning mid july |
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Anticipations making me high |
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The smell of sunday in our hair |
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We ran on the beach with kennedy flair |
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Sweet sweet burn of sun and summer wind |
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And u my friend, my new fun thing, my summer fling |
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Laugh oh how we would laugh at anything |
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And so pretend a neverending summer fling |
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This uncommon kinda breeze |
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Did with our hearts whatever it pleased |
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Forsake the logic of perfect plans |
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A perfect moment slipped thru our hands |
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Sweet sweet burn of sun and summer wind |
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And u my friend, my new fun thing, my summer fling |
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Laugh oh how we would laugh at anything |
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And so pretend a neverending summer fling |
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Strange the wind can change so quickly without a word of warning |
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Rearrange our lives until theyre torn in two |
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Sweet sweet burn of sun and summer wind |
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And u my friend, my new fun thing, my summer fling |
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Laugh oh how we would laugh at anything |
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And so pretend a neverending summer fling |