| Summer, sitting out by the pool
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| A ray of sunlight getting in my way
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| Close your eyes and wish that it were cool
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| Everyday
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| And I wish it could be back the other way
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| But what’s dissolved ain’t coming back today
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| Close your eyes and wish that it were
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| Close your eyes and wish it were
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| Axilla, axilla, axilla, axilla
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| Axilla, axilla, axilla, axilla, yeah
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| Never understood what my body was for
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| That’s why I always leave it layin' out on the floor
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| The shape a curiosity
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| Where different faces fit before
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| And tracing my image in the sand
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| To pass the time from slip to fall
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| The line I trace begins to weave
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| A tangled web from wall to wall
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| Axilla, axilla, axilla, axilla
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| Axilla, axilla
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| Axilla, axilla, axilla, axilla
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| Axilla, axilla, axilla, axilla |