She likes it hot
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she likes a tan
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she steals my infra red when I'm gone
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oh no can it be
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we're heading for a heatwave
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Her legs are brown
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a trace of rust
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she's in love with a MKII deluxe
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oh no can it be we're heading for a heatwave
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Her hair is bleached like it's been boiled
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she browns herself in a sea of olive oil
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and I come around and she's relaxing
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in the conservatory
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Heatwave
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| XTC |
