| Massachusetts Afternoon
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| Hanging out on the porch
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| Drinking cinnamon beer with you
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| Massachusetts Afternoon
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| Staying at my cousin’s place
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| And writing love letters to you
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| You know when your driving to town
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| And you make a second right onto Locust street
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| Never seen so many pretty pretty girls walking down the boulevard
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| But the prettiest of them all is a six foot beauty named Lucia
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| She’s got the hazel eyes that make the boys go crazy like
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| But this boy right here kept his cool in the heat of the moment
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| When he opened the door as she stepped into Mikey’s Bowling Lanes
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| You never seen so much chivalry in one broke ass
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| Northampton city kid
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| And i’m talking about
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| Massachusetts Afternoon
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| Hanging out on the porch
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| Drinking cinnamon beer with you
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| Massachusetts Afternoon
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| Staying at my cousin’s place
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| And writing love letters to you
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| You know when that November chill hits your cheek
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| And the Northampton streets are covered in the bright orange leaves
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| And nighttime is the time when everybody’s out
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| Yeah if you want to find me and the guys we’ll be at the Empty Glass Inn and
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| playing pool with old man Jones
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| And beautiful Lucia with those long Northampton legs
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| Dancing to the jukebox all night long
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| Massachusetts Afternoon
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| Hanging out on the porch
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| Drinking cinnamon beer with you
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| Massachusetts Afternoon
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| Staying at my cousin’s place
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| And writing love letters to you |