| I can see you sitting on the hood of my car
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| Salty cigarette blowing East Coast stars
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| And that dress made a mess out of my heart
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| I could feel the tears of that beachside town
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| Sound of that roller-coaster slowing down
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| And the smell of Chanel on your neck
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| Feel the heat of the sand
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| The sandals in your hand
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| Well, you played air guitar in the bar
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| Showed up the cover band, hey!
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| Well maybe I was crazy
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| Falling for you baby
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| Must have stayed in the rays too long
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| Cause I still feel you darling
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| Long after the sunburn’s gone
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| You never gave a damn about being discreet
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| You’d climb over the console and recline my seat
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| And we’d lay in that sweat you drew hearts on my chest
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| Feel the heat of the sand
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| The sandals in your hand
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| Well you played air guitar in the bar showed up the cover band
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| Well maybe I was crazy, falling for you baby
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| Must have stayed in the rays too long
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| Cause I still feel you darling
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| Long after the sunburn’s gone
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| Feel the heat of the sand
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| Baby the sandals in your hand
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| Well you played air guitar in the bar showed up the cover band
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| Well maybe I was crazy, falling for you baby
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| Must have stayed in the rays too long
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| Cause I still feel you darling
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| Long after the sunburn’s gone |