| Blueberry eyes, ripped blue jeans
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| Someone’s a-crying this evening
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| Who’s to blame? |
| The girl’s alone
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| Bluer than June when you’re stuck at home
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| All the girls are singing about beaches, cars, and boys
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| Sweet sixteen don’t feel quite like the films, no
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| All the girls are singing about beaches, cars, and boys
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| Sweet sixteen don’t feel like you said it would
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| Too old to cry, too young to run
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| Jonesing for highs and falling numb
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| Cold summer nights, desperate love
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| Time of my life don’t feel like much fun
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| All the girls are singing about beaches, cars, and boys
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| Sweet sixteen don’t feel quite like the films, no
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| All the girls are singing about beaches, cars, and boys
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| Sweet sixteen don’t feel like you said it would
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| No, no, don’t feel like you said
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| No, don’t feel like you said
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| No, don’t feel like you said
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| No, oh, no, oh, no, oh
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| All the girls are singing about beaches, cars, and boys
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| Sweet sixteen don’t feel quite like the films, no
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| All the girls are singing about beaches, cars, and boys
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| Sweet sixteen don’t feel like you said it would
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| Like you said it would, like you said it would
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| Like you said it would, like you said it would
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| Oh no, no, oh no, no
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| You said it would |