Long summer days tucked in a box
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Smell of rain on the sidewalk
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Feel of the fall in the air
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I love these drives to nowhere
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Singing la da, la da, la da da da da, la da da da da da
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Long, winding roads and gettin' lost
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And politics, silly jokes, talkin' just to talk
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About anything and, man, everything
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And those moments of losing our innocence
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And those up all night Friday nights, phone calls and our goodbyes
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Reading and writing love letters
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It's hard to sleep in between thinking 'bout you
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And me dreaming of being together on Saturdays (Saturdays) in September
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Another busy week, another lonely day
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Another thought of you that just won't wait (just won't wait)
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For Saturday
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And those up all night Friday nights, phone calls and our goodbyes
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Reading and writing love letters
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It's hard to sleep in between thinking 'bout you
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And me dreaming of being together on Saturdays (Saturdays) in September
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I love those Saturdays (Saturdays) in September
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I can't wait to go (yeah I never know) and I just can't get enough
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Of those up all night Friday nights, phone calls and our goodbyes
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Reading and writing love letters
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It's hard to sleep in between thinking 'bout you
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And me dreaming of being together on Saturdays (Saturdays) in September
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I love those Saturdays (Saturdays) in September
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And these are the days I'll remember
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Long summer days tucked in a box
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Smell of rain on the sidewalk
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Saturdays In September
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| The JaneDear Girls |
