| Summertime
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| And the lights go out
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| Days are long, and we getting loud
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| There’s a time, where we’re holding back
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| And a time baby, where we holding hands
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| I don’t wanna hide no more
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| We’re taking love for granted
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| I don’t wanna hide no more if this is your answer
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| But here we go again
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| Here we go again
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| No time to begin
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| Are we just better off as friends?
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| I got questions
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| Got no clue
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| What are we
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| And how are you
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| My time is up and I’m heading home
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| What is the reason
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| That you’re holding on
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| I don’t wanna hide no more
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| We’re taking love for granted
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| I don’t wanna hide no more if this is your answer
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| But here we go again
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| Here we go again
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| No time to begin
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| Are we just better off as friends?
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| I wanna stay here in Rome
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| The boy got me caught in a storm
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| I wanna stay here in Rome
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| This summer has got me torn, oh
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| I don’t wanna hide no more
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| We’re taking love for granted
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| I don’t wanna hide no more if this is your answer
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| But here we go again
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| Here we go again
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| No time to begin
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| Are we just better off as friends?
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| I wanna stay here in Rome
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| The boy got me caught in a storm
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| I wanna stay here in Rome
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| This summer has got me torn, oh |