| Summer wind blows in again
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| Sometimes I wonder where we lost it My good intentions—your favorite weapons
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| And still I’ve yet to learn my lesson
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| Who-oah
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| No, I don’t need much of anything
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| Just a shady tree and a couple pulls of whiskey
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| To write my songs of love and life and loss
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| And just a few bout you
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| So if you’ll hear me out
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| Stay with me, we don’t never have to leave
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| You my southern king, we live it for the daydreams
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| So don’t you laugh—Notre Dame he had his chance
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| And he’s a good, good man
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| But there’s some things he just don’t understand
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| So when my old man’s out of town but a couple days
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| I think that you should stay
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| Oh, won’t you stay
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| Hmmmm
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| So come on down, I’ll show you how
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| Us midwest boys like to party
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| So grab a beer, And get over here
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| Summer’s drawin near
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| Don’t waste another year, hey, hey, hey!
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| Stay with me, we don’t never have to leave
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| You my southern king, we live it for the daydreams
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| So don’t get mad—what's past is in the past
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| And we can make this last
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| if you just give me that chance
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| So when my old man’s out of town but a couple days
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| I think that you should…
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| Stay with me all summer
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| Stay with me under the covers
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| Stay with me Be my lover
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| Walkin through that old gate
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| It’s quite a site to see
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| That handsome face in this desert place
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| Getting away from me That’s juxtaposition
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| But right now it’s indecision
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| Do I go back out
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| and chase you down?
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| Or will you be the one that got away?
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| No, no, no Stay with me, we don’t never have to leave
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| You my southern king, we live it for the daydreams
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| So don’t get mad—what's past is in the past
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| And we can make this last
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| if you just give me that chance
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| So when my old man’s out of town but a couple days
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| I think that you should…
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| Stay with me all summer
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| Stay with me under the covers
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| Stay with me Be my lover |