| We were young in the summer of some year I don’t quite recall
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| But it feels like yesterday
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| I was teaching you guitar on the hood of your pick up under the stars
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| You were in town for holiday
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| When you left I took a moment
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| I got a coffee and set off in my car
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| Just to be where you are
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| Well I had to drive all night
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| To get to you
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| I thought I’d lost my mind
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| But I just knew
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| That we would be so fine
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| And I was right
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| And now I know
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| It’s no wonder that you’re such a natural
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| You got everything I want from your head to your toes
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| And underneath that smile that has me sold
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| Is your hundred million dollar soul
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| Now we’re sitting on the front porch with the only dinner I know how to make
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| With a Neil Young record on
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| A boardgame by the fireside turns into a pillow fight as always
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| Oh this is where I belong
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| You had me up all night
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| Just like you do
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| I laugh so hard I cry
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| When I’m next to you
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| Your brightness is a virus
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| That lights up the room
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| And now I know
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| It’s no wonder that you’re such a natural
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| You got everything I want from your head to your toes
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| And underneath that smile that has me sold
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| Is your hundred million dollar soul
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| And when I feel your touch
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| I still get such a rush
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| Your body next to mine
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| Go on and drive me wild
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| It’s no wonder that you’re such a natural
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| You got everything I want from your head to your toes
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| And underneath that smile that has me sold
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| Is your hundred million dollar soul |