| I’m all dressed up
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| I can’t talk
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| Mom, I’m hanging up
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| Your Saturday night calls are exhausting and wearing me out
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| I’m going out
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| This night I’m out
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| Don’t call me
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| I’ll be with a girl
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| Lying in bed having sex and champagne
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| Into the summer I’ll draw all my friends
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| Driving with the top down
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| Driving along straight roads
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| And if we get thirsty
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| We’ll drink dad’s champagne
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| On an Island in the west
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| We’ll fall in love again
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| My pretty track star-team
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| I’m running indeed
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| Rock’n’Rolling
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| This speed
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| I’m furious and dangerous
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| And now I only have to sing and nod my head to this beat
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| The living summer in my blood
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| I’m drowning
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| And I just can’t get enough
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| Into the summer I’ll draw all my friends
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| Driving with the top down
|
| Driving along straight roads
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| And if we get thirsty
|
| We’ll drink dad’s champagne
|
| On an Island in the west
|
| We’ll fall in love again
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| Into the summer I’ll draw all my friends
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| Driving with the top down
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| Driving along straight roads |