| Summer turns the stove on
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| And fun begins to cook
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| Barefoot walks in Baltimore
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| With empty pocketbook
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| Laugh at sizzling sidewalks
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| Don’t step on the cracks
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| Old folks try to catch their breath
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| As children catch their jacks
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| Barefoot in Baltimore
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| Heel and toe with you
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| Baltimore is music
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| Dancing in the street
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| Half chewed dubble bubble
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| Tugging at our feet
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| Melted tar in crosswalks
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| Crab shells in the park
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| Pavement frying our poor toes
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| Until long after dark
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| Barefoot in Baltimore
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| Heel and toe with you
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| When night comes we can go walking
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| On the shores of Chesapeake Bay
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| A silence tailored for talking
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| And a love with so much to say
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| Barefoot in Baltimore
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| Heel and toe with you |