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Well Monday morning out of bed |
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I drag a comb across my head |
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Heard whispers from the avenues |
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Saying "C'mon gal, take a day off school" |
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The things you do when you are young |
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Candy came and turned me on |
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With a Beatles revolution song |
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Had a smoke and shared a joke |
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And said we'd drive down to the coast |
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The things you do when you are young |
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Well we cruised down town in a blue sedan |
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With the top rolled back as the sun beat down |
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And the pretty boys on the promenade |
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Shouted "C'mon girl, cos here we are" |
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Angel |
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It's the summer of love |
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And I feel on fire |
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In the heavens above yeah |
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my spirit is flying |
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It's the summer of love |
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And young hearts will always run free |
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The things you do when you are young |
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So we walk the beach for an hour or two |
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Just looking cool nothing else to do |
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Warm winds brushed against our face |
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Like an angel's kiss it's left no trace |
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The things you do when you are young |
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As the storm cloud breaks across the bay |
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The surf-board kings have had their day |
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And Candy said "I've got a great idea |
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Let's get the car and drive out of here |
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Angel |
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Chorus: |
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The things you do when you are young |
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Well we cruised down town in a blue sedan |
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With the top rolled back as the sun beat down |
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And the pretty boys on the promenade |
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Shouted "C'mon girls cos here we are" |
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Angel |
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Chorus: |
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It's the summer of love |
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And my whole world's turning |
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In the heavens above yeah |
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my spirit is burning |
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It's the summer of love |
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And young hearts will always run free |
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Chorus |