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I like the sound of the ocean crashing |
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Waves making their way to the beach |
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I like the sound of the gulf breeze blowing |
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Holding your hand, with sand on our feet |
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I like the sound of raindrops dancing |
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As we sleep away a Sunday afternoon |
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And I like the sound of the alarm clock ringing |
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Means I'll spend another day with you |
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(So turn it up, turn it up) |
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Turn it up a little louder I can never ever get enough |
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(Turn it up, turn it up) |
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'Cause whenever I'm around you, you've got me thinking |
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That I like the sound of that |
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I like the sound of a fireplace crackling |
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Watching a movie, holding you tight |
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Yeah, I love it when I hear you laughing |
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At that joke I've told a thousand times |
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And I like the sound of guitars screaming |
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Music so loud we talk with our eyes |
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(Turn it up, turn it up) |
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Turn it up a little louder I can never ever get enough |
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(Turn it up, turn it up) |
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'Cause whenever I'm around you, you've got me thinking |
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That I like the sound of that |
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I like the sound of your heart beating |
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In my arms, right here, right now |
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When it's so quiet I can hear you breathing |
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That may be my favorite sound |
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(Turn it up, turn it up, turn it up) |
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(Turn it up, turn it up, turn it up) |
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Turn it up a little louder I can never ever get enough |
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(Turn it up, turn it up) |
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'Cause whenever I'm around you, you've got me thinking |
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That I like the sound of that |
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(Turn it up, turn it up) |
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Turn it up a little louder I can never ever get enough |
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(Turn it up, turn it up) |
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'Cause whenever I'm around you, you've got me thinking |
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That I like the sound of that |
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Oh yeah yeah |
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Oh yeah |
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Oh yeah |
