We were young in the summer of some year I don't quite recall
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But it feels like yesterday
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I was teaching you guitar on the hood of your pick up under the stars
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You were in town for holiday
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When you left I took a moment
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I got a coffee and set off in my car
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Just to be where you are
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Well I had to drive all night
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To get to you
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I thought I'd lost my mind
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But I just knew
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That we would be so fine
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And I was right
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And now I know
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It's no wonder that you're such a natural
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You got everything I want from your head to your toes
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And underneath that smile that has me sold
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Is your hundred million dollar soul
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Now we're sitting on the front porch with the only dinner I know how to
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Make
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With a Neil Young record on
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A boardgame by the fireside turns into a pillow fight as always
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Oh this is where I belong
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You had me up all night
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Just like you do
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I laugh so hard I cry
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When I'm next to you
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Your brightness is a virus
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That lights up the room
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And now I know
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It's no wonder that you're such a natural
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You got everything I want from your head to your toes
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And underneath that smile that has me sold
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Is your hundred million dollar soul
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And when I feel your touch
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I still get such a rush
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Your body next to mine
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Go on and drive me wild
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It's no wonder that you're such a natural
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You got everything I want from your head to your toes
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And underneath that smile that has me sold
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Is your hundred million dollar soul
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[X2]
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Hundred Miillion Dollar Soul
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| Kate Voegele |
