The boardwalk's empty, gray stole the blue from the sky
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And ain't nobody watchin' the sun burnin' into the night
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Nobody is hangin' 'round makin' out in the photo booth
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Guess this old beach town burned out for me and you
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I can see the smoke rolling off your lips
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Feel my fingers runnin' through the belt loops on your hips
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I guess you had to go, had other things in mind
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Never thought you'd leave me behind
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I see I was just another
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Sunset fadin' in your eyes
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I may never love another
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But I had my girl of the summer
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I can see your feet on my dash
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Dark hair in the breeze
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Hunger in the golden brown eyes staring holes through me
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Grindin' through the gravel past the trains to that old junkyard
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The things we uncover on top of those abandoned cars
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I can feel the steel stickin' to my back
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Feel the wind howlin' through the trains on the tracks
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Countin' every star, crossin' every line
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Always thinkin' that you'll be mine
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I see I was just another
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Sunset fadin' in your eyes
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I may never love another
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But I had my girl of the summer
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Just last week saw a black jeep passing me by
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Could have sworn it was your dark hair
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Blowing out the passenger side
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I did a double take, couldn't catch my breath
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Felt just like a wrecking ball that hit me in the chest
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It's like you disappeared, swept out in the tide
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How'd you leave without a goodbye
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I see I was just another
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Sunset fadin' in your eyes
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I may never love another
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Like my girl of the summer
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Yeah, yeah
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Yeah, yeah
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Oh, oh
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Girl of the Summer
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| Kip Moore |
