early morning mid july
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anticipation's making me high
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the smell of sunday in our hair
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we ran on the beach with kennedy flair
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sweet sweet burn of sun and summer wind
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and u my friend, my new fun thing, my summer fling
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laugh oh how we would laugh at anything
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and so pretend a neverending summer fling
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this uncommon kinda breeze
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did with our hearts whatever it pleased
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forsake the logic of perfect plans
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a perfect moment slipped thru our hands
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sweet sweet burn of sun and summer wind
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and u my friend, my new fun thing, my summer fling
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laugh oh how we would laugh at anything
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and so pretend a neverending summer fling
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strange the wind can change so quickly without a word of warning
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rearrange our lives until they're torn in two
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sweet sweet burn of sun and summer wind
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and u my friend, my new fun thing, my summer fling
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laugh oh how we would laugh at anything
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and so pretend a neverending summer fling
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Summerfling
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| K.D. Lang |
