| I hate the winter, can't stand the cold
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| I tend to cancel all the plans (So sorry, I can't make it)
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| But when the heat comes, something takes a hold
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| Can I kick it? |
| Yeah, I can
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| My cheeks in high colour, overripe peaches
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| No shirt, no shoes, only my features
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| My boy behind me, he's taking pictures
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| Lead the boys and girls onto the beaches
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| Come one, come all, I'll tell you my secrets
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| I'm kinda like a prettier Jesus
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| Forget all of the tears that you've cried
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| It's over (Over, over, over)
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| It's a new state of mind
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| Are you coming, my baby?
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| Acid green, aquamarine
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| The girls are dancing in the sand
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| And I throw my cellular device in the water
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| Can you reach me? |
| No, you can't (Aha)
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| My cheeks in high colour, overripe peaches
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| No shirt, no shoes, only my features
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| My boy behind me, he's taking pictures (He's taking pictures)
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| Lead the boys and girls onto the beaches
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| Come one, come all, I'll tell you my secrets
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| I'm kinda like a prettier Jesus
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| Turn it on in a new kind of bright
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| It's solar (Solar, solar, solar)
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| Come on and let the bliss begin
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| Blink three times when you feel it kicking in
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| That solar-olar-olar power
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| Solar-olar-olar power
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| Solar-olar-olar power
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| Solar-olar-olar power
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| Solar-olar-olar power
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| Solar-olar-olar power |