| Your body is shaking and my body is growing cold
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| You tell your stories but your stories they’re so old
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| The sun is warm and the water is now fine
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| But you’ve been drinking up love songs like you’ve been drinking up wine
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| I met an old man; |
| he sits and plays guitar
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| He said the music’s the way to young lovers hearts
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| Well, I’m missing, missing, missing my summer love
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| I’m longing for comfort, I’m longing for your touch
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| And I said, 'Oh kiss me, oh kiss, oh kiss me'
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| And the summer it will never end
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| She laughed, she laughed; |
| she picked flowers and I sang
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| She laughed and danced when it started to rain
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| I kissed, I kissed you underneath that tree
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| We dreamt of how beautiful our futures could be
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| I walked you home in the blackest of night
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| I held your hand, kissed your lips and said, 'Goodnight'
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| Well, I’m missing, missing, missing my summer love
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| I’m longing for comfort, I’m longing for your touch
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| And I said, 'Oh kiss me, oh kiss, oh kiss me'
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| And the summer it will never end
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| And I said, 'Oh kiss me, oh kiss, oh kiss me'
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| And the summer it will never end |