| Since I was a young boy
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| There’s been one toy that I’ve always wanted bad
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| A California camper-van
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| That I can drive right up onto the sand
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| And you’re never alone when the road is your home
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| 'Cause the stars are your ceiling, oh look at them glow
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| Oh yeah, yeah yeah, just look at them glow, yeah yeah
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| No, I’m not coming home for the summer
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| Sold my house and I bought a VW
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| I got sand in my sheets 'cause my garden’s the beach
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| No, I’m not coming home for the summer
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| (Not coming home) yeah yeah
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| Come right up top with me and let’s pretend it’s 1963
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| I’ll put the Beach Boys on, you’ll sing along
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| And get the words all wrong (Be my little baby)
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| There’s a tailback behind us nearly two miles long
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| But I’m not pulling over 'til we finish our song
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| Oh yeah, yeah yeah, 'til I finish our song, yeah yeah
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| No, I’m not coming home for the summer
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| Sold my house and I bought a VW
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| I got sand in my sheets 'cause my garden’s the beach
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| No, I’m not coming home for the summer
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| (Not coming home) yeah yeah
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| Darling, why don’t you just jump in?
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| Gonna see the country, tell me you’re not wondering, darling
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| Come on, tell me you don’t want one?
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| You can ride up shotgun, summer’s coming on and on
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| No, I’m not coming home for the summer (Not coming home)
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| Sold my house and I bought a VW (Not coming home)
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| I got sand in my sheets 'cause my garden’s the beach
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| No, I’m not coming home for the summer (Not coming home)
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| No, I’m not coming home for the summer (Not coming home)
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| Sold my house and I bought a VW
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| I got sand in my sheets 'cause my garden’s the beach
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| No, I’m not coming home for the summer
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| (Not coming home) yeah yeah
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| (Not coming home) yeah yeah
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| (Not coming home) yeah yeah
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| (Not coming home) yeah yeah |