| Open all of your windows, can’t you hear the boys are calling
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| Step outside for the night, y’know it’s summertime, they’ll all be there
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| And they’re playing memories on the radio
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| Got your back pretty one, I know that you’ve got mine
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| Oh my love, there is trouble in the heartland
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| You and me, as we walk the square of possibility
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| Caught up in a love that could not be
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| I remember she used to refer to you as sweet, sweet prince
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| Though she’s always known that you’re nothing but a working man’s son
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| Your ambition was always too high for one of us
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| Surely you would go on, oh baby, to do what we can’t dream
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| Oh my love, there is trouble in the heartland
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| One last dance, save your worries for another rainy day
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| You wouldn’t want it any other way
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| But darling it’s time to say our goodbyes to summer romance
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| By the fall, all will be gone and then we’ll walk our separate ways
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| We’ll let this night be our last big mistake
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| From the heroes of yesteryear
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| The only one, still left standing
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| Tuned in to life’s radio
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| A blue song from long ago
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| Oh my love, there is trouble in the heartland
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| You and me, as we walk the square of possibility
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| Caught up in a love that could not be
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| But darling can’t you see?
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| We’re still soldiers of the heartland
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| Even now I still see you like I did when I could dream
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| Of a place where we’d be known as king & queen |