Sha-la-la-la-la-la my lady
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In the sun with your hair undone
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Can you hear me now calling your name
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From across the bay
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A summer's day laughing and a-hidin'
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Chasing love out on Thunder Island
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She was the color of the Indian summer
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And we shared the hours without number
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Until one day when the sky turned dark
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And the winds grew wild
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Caught by the rain and blinded by the lightnin'
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We rode the storm out there on Thunder Island
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I held her close
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Until the storm passed
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And we fell down laughing in the wet grass
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Both our bodies drying in the sunshine, sweet sunshine
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So, sha-la-la-la-la-la my lady
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In the sun with your dress undone
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Now, ev'ry mile away and ev'ry day
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Cuts a little deeper
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I'll remember the nights in the cool sand
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Making love out on Thunder Island
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Goodbye Thunder Island
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Thunder Island
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| Jay Ferguson |
