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The salty air of July '96 |
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I bought a 12 speed just to impress a chick |
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Back in '96 |
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We're eating ice cream at the docks |
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You let it drip all down your chin |
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You want me to lick it off |
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I rode my bike all night just to see you |
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Across the bridge outside of Pt. Pleasant |
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In the night |
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People would say "There's that boy, there's that boy again!" |
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There's that boy in the night |
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People would say "There's that boy in the night." |
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The summer breeze of August '96 |
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I spent my nights out late at night a bit |
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For the hell of it |
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She's two years older than myself |
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Sandy hair with the face of an angel |
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Dancing all by herself |
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By 9 PM we were fixed on the boardwalk |
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Promises brooding with doubt and resilience |
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What a beautiful night |
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People would say "There's that boy and that girl again!" |
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"There's those two in the night!" |
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People would say "There's that boy in the night." |
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I don't believe we ever spoke again |
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The summer flames of 1996 |
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Now smoldering ashes |
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People would say that they had someone like that |
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To love only at night |
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But not like that girl, not like my best nights, no. |