| Yeah
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| Yeah
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| When I was younger than now I am
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| I liked swimming, so I swam
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| The townside of old Cinnamon Lane
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| Tarmac broken from sun, up the grass came
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| Up willow I would climb to the top
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| Hang and watch the water drop
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| From my feet to the river below
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| Young strength finally waned, then I followed
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| I love that glow and now I know:
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| Summer’s in bloom, summer’s in bloom, yeah
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| Light her up, let her fill the room
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| Speak no lie
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| Summer’s in bloom, summer’s in bloom
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| Light her up, let her fill the room
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| The room, the room, the room, the room, the room, yeah
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| Off to Mugdley around the year’s end
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| I shout up «Let's have a swim!»
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| I expect all my friends to say no
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| 'They agree so in we go!
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| I got a stinging nettle rash for it
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| But I’m so very happy that I did, yeah
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| I never ever ask why
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| I don’t care why
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| I just know that:
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| Summer’s in bloom, summer’s in bloom, yeah
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| Light her up, let her fill the room
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| Speak no lie
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| Summer’s in bloom, summer’s in bloom
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| Light her up, let her fill the room
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| The room, the room, the room, the room, the room, the room yeah
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| When I was younger than now I am
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| I liked swimming, so I swam
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| The townside of old Cinnamon Lane
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| Tarmac broken from the sun, up the grass, came
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| But trouble, when I got home, listen!
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| The winter evening that I come home
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| Found out that my girl had gone!
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| My father’s eye told of a place that he’d been, yeah
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| Strong women play their own tune
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| Summer’s in bloom, summer’s in bloom, yeah
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| Light her up, let her fill the room
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| Speak no lie
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| Summer’s in bloom, summer’s in bloom
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| Light her up, let her fill the room
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| The room, the room, the room, the room, the room, the ahh yeah |