People take pictures of the Summer,
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Just in case someone thought they had missed it,
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And to proved that it really existed.
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Fathers take pictures of the mothers,
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And the sisters take pictures of brothers,
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Just to show that they love one another.
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You can't picture love that you took from me,
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When we were young and the world was free.
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Pictures of things as they used to be,
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Don't show me no more, please.
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People take pictures of each other,
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Just to prove that they really existed,
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Just to prove that they really existed.
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People take pictures of each other,
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And the moment to last them for ever,
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Of the time when they mattered to someone.
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People take pictures of the Summer,
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Just in case someone thought they had missed it,
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Just to proved that it really existed.
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People take pictures of each other,
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And the moment to last them for ever,
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Of the time when they mattered to someone.
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Picture of me when I was just three,
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Sucking my thumb by the old oak tree.
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Oh how I love things as they used to be,
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Don't show me no more, please.
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People Take Pictures Of Each Other
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| The Kinks |
