| Ain’t no way to explain or say
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| How painful the hangover was today
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| In front of the toilet, hands and knees
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| Trying to breathe in between the dry heaves
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| My baby made me some coffee
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| Afraid that if I drink some it’s probably coming right back out me
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| Couple of advil, relax and chill
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| At a standstill with how bad I feel
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| I think I need to smell fresh air
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| So I stepped out the back door and fell down the stairs
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| The sunlight hit me dead in the eye
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| Like it’s mad that I gave half the day to last night
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| My bad sight made me trip on my ass, right into that patch of grass like that’s
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| life
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| All of a sudden, I realize something
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| The weather is amazing, even the birds are bumpin
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| Stood up and took a look and a breath
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| And there’s that bike that I forgot that I possessed
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| Never really seen exercise as friendly
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| But I think something’s telling me to ride that 10 speed
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| The brakes are broken, it’s alright
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| The tires got air and the chain seems tight
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| Hopped on and felt the summertime
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| It reminds me of one of them Musab lines like
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| Sunshine, sunshine, it’s fine
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| I feel it in my skin, warming up my mind
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| Sometimes you gotta give in to win
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| I love the days when it shines, whoah let it shine
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| Sunshine, sunshine, it’s fine
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| I feel it in my skin, warming up my mind
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| Sometimes you gotta give in to win
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| I love the days when it shines, whoah let it shine
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| Sunshine, sunshine, it’s fine
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| I feel it in my skin, warming up my mind
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| Sometimes you gotta give in to win
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| I love the days when it shines, whoah let it shine
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| Sunshine, sunshine, it’s fine
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| I feel it in my skin, warming up my mind
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| Sometimes you gotta give in to win
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| I love the days when it shines, whoah let it shine
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| If I could I would keep this feeling in a plastic jar
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| Bust it out whenever someone’s actin hard
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| Settle down, barbeque in the backyard
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| The kids get treats and old folks get classic cars
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| Every day that gets to pass is a success
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| And every woman looks better in a sun dress
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| The sunshine’s an excuse to shoot hoops, get juice
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| Show improve their moves and let loose
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| I hear voices, I see smiles to match em
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| Good times and you can feel it in the fashion
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| Even though the heat cooks up the action
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| The streets still got butterflies
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| Enough kids to catch 'em
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| Ridin my bike around these lakes man
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| Feelin like I finally figured out my escape plan
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| Take it all and the day started off all wrong
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| Somehow now that hangover is all gone
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| Ain’t nothing like the sound of the leaves
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| When the breeze penetrates these southside trees
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| Leanin' up against one, watchin the vibe
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| Forgettin' all about the stress, thanking god I’m alive
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| It’s so simple, I had to keep the song simple
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| When I get home I’m gonna open all the windows
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| Feelin' all right, stopped at a stop sign
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| A car pulled up, bumpin Fresh Prince’s Summertime
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| Summer summers fine
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| Feel it in my skin, warming up my mind
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| Sometimes you gotta give in to win
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| I love the days when it shines, woah let it shine
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| Woah let it shine
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| Woah let it shine
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| Woah let it shine
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| Woah let it |