summer lovin' had me a blast
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summer lovin' happened so fast
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met some girl, crazy for me
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met a guy, cute as can be
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summer days drifted away
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to oh, the summer nights
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tell me more,
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was this texas or france?
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tell me more,
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did you get in her pants?
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went to her place,
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got in her blouse
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while the roadies
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demolished her house
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watched her cable, stole her tv
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she did my band
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just the way she did me
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summer hoes open their does
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then get grounded
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for the rest of their life
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tell me more,
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did her parents come home?
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tell me more,
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did you call nome on her phone?
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in gay paris the girls are so chic
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they don't talk english
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so they last a whole week
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german foxes,
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way too much hair
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put that wall back
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so that they stay there
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here's my adress
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come stay with me
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too bad you can't afford
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to come overseas
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tell me more,
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did you make true love vows?
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tell me more,
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what if she finds your house?
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i got sober that's where it ends
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so i told her
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we'd still be friends
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she was cool,
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but just like the rest
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i had to leave her
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with a phony address
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"of course i live there,
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i love you, you fox"
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(your welcome anytime
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at my p.o. box)
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san francisco, our closing night
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thought he'd finally
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met mrs. right
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bought her flowers,
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read her my poem
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said he'd call me
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the next day at home
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didn't answer
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she's with some other dude
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probably begging
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out on haight street for food
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Summer Lovin'
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| The Vandals |
