Got my 1987 yellow Volvo station wagon
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I got my homies in the back
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Got the windows rolled down
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And the radio is blasting
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It's getting late
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But we don't care
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We've got the wind blowing through our hair
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We've got no place to go
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And no specific destination
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But we'll know when we get there
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As darkness turns to light
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Everything's gonna be alright
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When summertime is here
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There's nothing left to fear
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Yeah summertime is here and I'm so happy
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Oh yeah
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She's got her hands across my thighs
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She's got the Middle Eastern eyes
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She's got the Cinderella lips
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Glossy pink lips
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Also neon and blue eyes
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We'll be to Mexico by light
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Heading sounds on I-5
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We got all kinds of commitments
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But it doesn't really matter
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Cause it all makes sense tonight
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Alright
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As darkness turns to light
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Everything's gonna be alright
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When summertime is here
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There's nothing left to fear
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Yeah summertime is here and I'm so happy
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Yeah summertime is here
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There's nothing left to fear
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Yeah summertime is here and I'm so happy
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So happy
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Oh yeah
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Oh yeah
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Summertime
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| The Hippos |
