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Hey, you, in the dusty Ford |
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Got your trunk tied down with a bungee cord |
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And the little spare on your back right |
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That's the second time you sat through this light |
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But on some sunset beach in your mind |
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You're wild and running free |
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In the sweet soul summertime |
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Life's a song, baby |
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Sing it one time for me |
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One time for me |
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Yeah, you, in the torn black dress |
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In the pouring rain, and your hair's a mess |
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Somebody's calling loud and clear |
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But you walk on like you don't hear |
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And on some sunset beach in your mind |
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You're wild and running free |
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In the sweet soul summertime |
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Life's a song, baby |
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Sing it one time for me |
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One time for me |
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Yeah, you, on the nineteenth floor |
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You can hold your calls. You can lock the door |
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But the wolves are snarling. They're closing in |
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And tonight you'll walk on CNN |
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But on some sunset beach in your mind |
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You're wild and running free |
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In the sweet soul summertime |
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Life's a song, baby |
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Shake it one time for me |
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One time for me |
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Life's a song. Come on |
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Shake it one time for me |
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One time, yeah |
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Shake it |
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Shake it for me |
