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Indian summer, the shops are shuttered and the crowds are gone |
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The souvenir sellers are moving on |
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Like summer lovers |
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Indian summer |
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The earth is cracked beneath the midday sun |
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You've dragged your shadow round these streets too long |
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There is no cover |
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Come stay, we'll live gazebo lives |
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And let the world outside pass us by |
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Right here in our Arabian Nights |
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Until the Northern Lights cross the sky |
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There is no other |
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Indian summer, the storm that drove you here is far behind |
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What keeps you waiting on this beach tonight |
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It's long been over |
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Come stay, we'll live gazebo lives |
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And let the world outside pass us by |
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Right here in our Arabian Nights |
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Until the Northern Lights cross the sky |
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There is no other |
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Come stay |
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Right here |
