He had a freezer full of bomb pops
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Push ups, drum sticks and dreamcicles
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And a paint chipped changed box
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Full of sticky quarters, dimes and nickles
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It was automatic when we heard that song
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Run home and get your money before he's gone
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Lookin' underneath the Chrysler in the driveway
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Hey, dad what ya doin'
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The smell of summer twilight
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There's always somebody barbeque'n
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Truth or dare with the kdis on our road
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Hide and seek till your mama called you home
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Sweet summer, yeah I remember that
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Sweet summer, let me take you back
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Her mom and mine were best friends
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And she was the youngest of three daughters
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An angel on a pink Schwinn, my first crush
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Those days were never too long
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And never too hot
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Even though I was out of school
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I was learnin' a lot
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Sweet summer, yeah I remember that
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Sweet summer, let me take you back
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There's not a day that I don't remember
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From the end of May to the first of September
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Sweet summer, yeah I remember that
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Sweet summer, let me take you back
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Sweet Summer
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| Diamond Rio |
