We met down at the floating dock
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I snuck out, scared, I didn't want to get caught
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We were nervous, mmmm, but it was worth it
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There was no such thing as consequence
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There in his arms it finally made sense
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In that moonlight
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He saw my tan lines
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And everytime my feet are danling in the water
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I can't help but think about him
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Lying there with his wet hair
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Didn't know what we were doing
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But we didn't care
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That old wooden dock was warm on our backs
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T-shirt for pillow and just like that
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He kissed me like he meant forever
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And we were too damn young to know any better
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The fog rolled in, he said, he'd better go
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He left his t-shirt for me to hold, a memory
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A souvenir I could keep
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So I stayed and watched the sunrise
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Like it was waking up my life to what love was
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I could still see us
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And everytime my feet are danling in the water
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I can't help but think about him
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Lying there with his wet hair
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Didn't know what we were doing
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But we didn't care
|
That floating dock was warm on our backs
|
T-shirt for pillow and just like that
|
He kissed me like he meant forever
|
And we were too damn young to know any better
|
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Everytime my feet are danling in the water
|
I can't help but think about him
|
Lying there with his wet hair
|
Didn't know what we were doing
|
But we didn't care
|
That floating dock was warm on our backs
|
T-shirt for pillow and just like that
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He kissed me like he meant forever
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And we were too damn young to know any better
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Too Damn Young
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| Julie Roberts |
