There's a street, there's my right, my left feet,
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There's a road of nowhere that ends meet.
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I've got the sun, I've got the sand,
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I've got that rock a¢æ?n' roll band,
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Here I stand!
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I've told you that when the morning comes,
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I'll be there my left hand in your right one.
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Ooooo!
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This is my this is my paradise,
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I'm at home above all I got it by
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Let the sun on my shoulder shine!
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We can run beneath this clear piece of sky,
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This is my paradise!
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Lemonade, summer games we remember,
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Colder days with a haze in December
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Let's get some groove
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Going through with being too cold to move,
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Sunshine is overdue.
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I'm breaking out in my summer dress, yea!
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I'm singing, I'm dancing, I'm obsessed, yea!
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This is my paradise,
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I'm at home above all I got it by
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Let the sun on my shoulder shine!
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We can run beneath this clear piece of sky,
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This is my paradise!
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Breaking the waves out on the sand
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And I still hear that band,
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Knowing tomorrow comes I'm not scared,
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Cuz I know sunshine's gonna be there.
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Oooo!
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This is my, this is my paradise!
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This is my, this is my paradise!
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Oooo!
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This is my, this is my paradise!
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I'm at home above all I got it by,
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Let the sun on my shoulder shine,
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We can run this clear piece of sky.
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This is my Paradise!
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This Is My Paradise
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Bridgit Mendler |