| Wasn’t so long ago
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| That every year your family
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| Would rent a house from June to Labor Day
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| Summer in Monterey
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| None of us wore no clothes
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| In Monterey our feet were bare
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| Our shorts were all we’d ever wear
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| And I would jump for joy that you were there
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| Take you to the movie show
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| Watching arm in arm
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| Used to hope the film would work it’s charm
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| Then
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| You and I we’d saunter home
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| Far behind the crowd
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| Linger longer than your ma and pa had allowed
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| Never in love before
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| We couldn’t wait to be alone
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| To beat it to the ocean view cafe
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| That was our hideaway
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| Summer in Monterey
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| Monterey oh Monterey
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| Monterey oh Monterey
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| I would love the crazy world to always stay that way
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| Ocean breeze
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| Breaking seas
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| Out on the rocks around the windy curving bay
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| Summer in Monterey
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| Ocean breeze
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| Breaking seas
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| Out on the rocks around the windy curving bay
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| Summer in Monterey |