| Song in the sky, every Sunday you drive with the radio
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| 'Bout a hundred, hundred miles from home
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| A stun on the shirt, in a desert of dirt
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| We’ll be coming home, bout eighty, eighty miles to go Let us lay in, let us play in,
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| Let us lay in the summer heat
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| And out in the night, I got into a fight
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| When they let me sing
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| 'Bout a fifty, fifty miles from home
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| You told me to leave
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| I was shirtless and free like a baby boy
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| 'Bout a twenty, twenty miles to go Let us lay in, let us play in,
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| Let us lay in the summer heat
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| It will be racing, they’ll be chasing
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| Cause no one is escaping the summer heat
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| Come sit next to me Let me set you free
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| Yes I do believe
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| Yeah set me free
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| And back in the car, in between both the bar
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| When the summer starts
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| 'Bout a million, million miles to go Let us lay in, let us play in,
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| Let us lay in the summer heat
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| We’ll be playing
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| And you’ll keep saying
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| Let us stay in the summer heat
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| The summer heat yeah,
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| The summer heat
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| The summer heat yeah,
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| The summer heat |