| Well the weather man says it’s gonna be a hot one, heard it on the radio,
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| Load up the boat, grab your girl if you got one, nice little breeze gonna blow,
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| Baby I’m on my way to come and getcha, meet me at the end of your drive,
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| Grab your shades and your string bikini and your Coppertone 45,
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| Bring on the sunshine, bring on the good times, girl let me look at you,
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| Jump in the front seat, kick up your bare feet, honey let your hair down too.
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| I know a spot down on the river, underneath the Sycamore tree,
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| Save all your kisses, but bring on your sweet love, pour it all over me
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| All over me.
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| We can build us a fire when we run out of daylight, let it light up your face,
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| Lay on a blanket, listen to the river, get a little carried away
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| Well I can take a side kiss on your sweet lips, ain’t gonna want it to end,
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| So when the morning comes, we’ll roll on out, and do it all over again
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| Bring on the sunshine, bring on the good times, girl let me look at you,
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| Jump in the front seat, kick up your bare feet, honey let your hair down too.
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| I know a spot down on the river, underneath the Sycamore tree,
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| Save all your kisses, but bring on your sweet love, pour it all over me
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| All over me.
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| Bring on the sunshine, bring on the good times, girl just look at you,
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| Jump in the front seat, kick up your bare feet, honey let your hair down too.
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| I know a spot down on the river, underneath the Sycamore tree,
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| Save all your kisses, but bring on your sweet love, pour it all over me
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| All over me.
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| Come on,
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| Come on,
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| Come on,
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| Come on,
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| Pour it all over me,
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| All over me. |