I know her
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she was wearing glasses, my honor
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the glamor of the moment
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she stood there
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in the eyes of a distant target
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so I know her from summer.
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I was just driving alone
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I have a seat in the car
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one girl can fit in there
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I stopped with gusto
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i like summer girls
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She said go ahead and hit the gas
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me that it can't be done any more
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my car is running
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with the wind at your back sixty.
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I know her
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she was wearing glasses, my honor
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the glamor of the moment
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she stood there
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in the eyes of a distant target
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so I know her from summer.
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I know her
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as one of the few, I know
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she was standing on the corner
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i was alone
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she was laughing at me
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so I know her from summer.
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What a day today
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I'm going out of town
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there's an empty spot on the corner
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to the Saturday paper
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puts an ad for her.
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Then I drive back and forth and add gas
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and I wonder where it all comes down to
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why doesn't he know i have her
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like since last summer.
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I know her
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she was wearing glasses, my honor
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the glamor of the moment
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she stood there
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in the eyes of a distant target
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so I know her from summer.
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I know her
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as one of the few, I know
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she stood on the corner, I remember
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how she laughed at the world
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so I know her from summer.
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She stood there
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she was wearing glasses, my honor
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the charm of that moment, I know it
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in the eyes of a distant target |
so I know her from summer.
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I, I know her now
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in the eyes of a distant target, I know
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it took a while, I remember
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she was wearing glasses
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so I know her from summer. |