Written by: John Mellencamp and George Green
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In these long, hot summer days,
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need a way to cool ourselves down.
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Pop off the top of that Chevrolet,
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drive through the carwash, laugh
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and fall around.
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Smokin' the old Ducados the old man got down in Spain.
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Eatin' eggs and French fries on the side.
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Ride that Harley Davidson in the hot summer heat.
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Lord knows that I just love to ride.
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Go by and pick up that Kentucky girl.
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She knew me when I got my start.
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Oh yeah, those were different days...
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CHORUS
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in the valley of the thundering hearts,
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thundering hearts
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thundering hearts
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thundering hearts
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Get your greasy hair, girl, right on my face.
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This old redneck's on fire, burnin' up.
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Give us a kiss, baby, make it on the same place.
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Humidity's about to drive me all crazy wild.
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Pretty soon, the sun will be goin' down,
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and this little town will be cool and dark.
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Forget about heaven. Let me stay here forever
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CHORUS
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in the valley of the thundering hearts
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thundering hearts
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thundering hearts
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thundering hearts
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Thundering Hearts
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| John Mellencamp |
