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Groovin' . . . on a Sunday afternoon |
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Really couldn't get away too soon |
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I can't imagine anything that's better |
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The world is ours whenever we're together |
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There ain't a place I'd like to be instead of |
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Groovin' . . . down a crowded avenue |
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Doin' anything we like to do |
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There's always lots of things that we can see |
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We can be anyone we want to be |
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And all those happy people we could meet just |
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Groovin' . . . on a Sunday afternoon |
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Really couldn't get away too soon |
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Ah-ha-ha |
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Ah-ha-ha |
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Ah-ha-ha |
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We'll keep on spending sunny days this way |
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We're gonna talk and laugh our time away |
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I feel it comin' closer day by day |
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Life would be ecstasy, you and me endlessly |
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Groovin' . . . on a Sunday afternoon |
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Really couldn't get away too soon |
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Ah-ha-ha |
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Ah-ha-ha |
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Ah-ha-ha |
