hey sally pass the baggy
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let¡¯s roll another fatty
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on the beach smokin trees
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til we fall asleep
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it¡¯s getting cold sal¡¯ let¡¯s go
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roll onto the party
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grab a forty
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before we dance up on that shorty
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summer nights
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these times, they make me feel so nice
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on the days that i just lie and wait for you
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we¡¯ve got rum in our blood
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summer nights bring heated love
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and we¡¯ll dance and get sexed up
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on the basement rug and fly fly fly
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we¡¯ve got smoke in our heads
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summer nights bring life to our breath
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and we¡¯ll drink and get alive
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but before we die i will fly fly fly
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hey bobby don¡¯t you want me
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i told you i was horny
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on the beach
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with my steez
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but he¡¯s too stoned to please
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it¡¯s getting cold sal let¡¯s go
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roll onto that party
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let¡¯s leave bobby
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we¡¯ll probably have more fun without our shortys
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summer nights
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it¡¯s times that make me feel so nice
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on the days i waste my time and lay with you
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we¡¯ve got rum in our blood
|
summer nights bring heated love
|
and we¡¯ll dance and get sexed up
|
on the basement rug and fly fly fly
|
we¡¯ve got smoke in our heads
|
summer nights bring life to our breath
|
and we¡¯ll drink and get alive
|
but before we die i will fly fly fly
|
|
we¡¯ve got rum in our blood
|
summer nights bring heated love
|
and we¡¯ll dance and get sexed up
|
on the basement rug and fly fly fly
|
we¡¯ve got smoke in our heads
|
summer nights bring life to our breath
|
and we¡¯ll drink and get alive
|
but before we die i will fly fly fly
|
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Summer Nights
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| Cassie Steele |
