Feeling easy on the outside
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But not so funny on the inside
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Feel the sound, pray for rain
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For this is the night we ride
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This ain't the garden of eden
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There ain't no angels above
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And things ain't like what they used to be
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And this ain't the summer of love
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Lock all your doors from the outside
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The key will dangle by the inside
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You may begin to understand
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That this is the night we ride
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This ain't the garden of eden
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There ain't no angels above
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And things ain't like what they used to be
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And this ain't the summer of love
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On the night we ride...this ain't the summer of love.
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This ain't the garden of eden
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There ain't no angels above
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And things ain't like what they used to be
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And this ain't the summer of love
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This ain't the summer, this ain't, this ain't
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This ain't the summer of love
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This Ain't The Summer Of Love
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| Blue Oyster Cult |
