| Back again in the back of this pasture
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| Sweatin' bad in the cab of this tractor
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| I oughta be worried about the rain
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| The last hundred rows could’ve been a little straighter
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| Guess I’ll be hittin' them again later
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| I could turn this red dirt all day, yeah
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| Dreamin' 'bout sunburnt lips on me, all summer long
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| We were tangled up in a blanket on the sand
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| And the moonlight, watchin' that tide roll in
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| Her skin on mine, the only thing I got on my mind
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| Is a two-piece memory of her and me layin' on the beach
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| And her sunburnt lips on me, yeah, her sunburnt lips
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| Behind the dust is a big ol' blue sky
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| Kinda reminds me of those blue eyes smilin' back at me
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| I slide up a gear and go a little faster
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| Just a little breeze and I’m right back there
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| And I can almost feel
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| Her sunburnt lips on me, all summer long
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| We were tangled up in a blanket on the sand
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| And the moonlight, watchin' that tide roll in
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| Her skin on mine, the only thing I got on my mind
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| Is a two-piece memory of her and me layin' on the beach
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| And her sunburnt lips on me, yeah, her sunburnt lips
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| Oh, sunburnt lips, sunburnt lips, sunburnt lips
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| Sunburnt lips on me, all summer long
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| We were tangled up in a blanket on the sand
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| And the moonlight, watchin' that tide roll in
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| Her skin on mine, the only thing I got on my mind
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| Is a two-piece memory of her and me layin' on the beach
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| And one sweet, sweet memory of layin' on the beach
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| With her sunburnt lips on me, yeah, her sunburnt lips
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| Sunburnt lips on me, yeah, her sunburnt lips |