| Oh man. |
| Here they come. |
| You lookin good
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| I love around here about mid-July when the heat index is on a steady climb
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| The river bank’s covered in bikini tops, makes all the boy’s hearts stop
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| You break a neck when you see em move, tryin' to get a look of her and that
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| tattoo
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| Tan lines, blue skies, my oh my, what a sight
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| Sweet sun kisses on her skin, make a country boy wanna grin, grin, grin
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| Lord, hallelujah, what it does to ya. |
| I love the summertime and them tan lines
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| Sun half down, sundress on, lookin' so good it can’t be wrong. |
| Makin' all day
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| just to get it right, long dog legs, easy on the eyes. |
| We’re jumpin' off boats
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| and gettin' back in, doin' what we gotta do to see them
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| Tan lines, blue skies, my oh my, what a sight
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| Sweet sun kisses on her skin, make a country boy wanna grin, grin, grin
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| Lord, hallelujah, what it does to ya. |
| I love the summertime and them tan lines
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| You ought to see em glow in the dead of night, all I wanna do is get all of them
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| Tan lines, blue skies, my oh my, what a sight
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| Sweet sun kisses on her skin, make a country boy wanna grin, grin, grin
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| Lord, hallelujah, what it does to ya. |
| I love the summertime and them tan lines
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| I said them tan lines
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| Tan lines, yeah yeah oh |