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open season on a broken heart |
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this is the year they take the summer apart |
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there is a magic to the carnival arts and i can hear the sound |
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is it the wind through the wonder wheel |
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is it the science of the way we feel |
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is it the silence of that old appeal will you be mine again? |
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my love, my love, are you on a winter beach tonight |
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waiting on a last chance rocket ride over the boardwalk |
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follow the noise no one but me and the neighborhood boys |
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will remember where we were when this went down |
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the ocean calls us like we've never been |
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one hundred games that we will never win |
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close your eyes and hear the teacups spin as it begins to snow |
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and if you're careful that's not all you'll hear |
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the mermaids watch us steal a souvenir |
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and whisper moral warnings in our ears as we are heading home |
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my love, my love, are you on a winter beach tonight |
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waiting on a last chance rocket ride over the boardwalk |
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follow the noise no one but me and the neighborhood boys |
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will remember where we were when this went down |
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so take a deeper breath let's hear you sing |
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and reach your hand out for an iron ring |
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you'll get another chance oh that's the thing we will be back again |
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cause summer comes around on any clock |
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a wash with bathing suits and polka dots |
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we'll ride the subways to their final stops to see the sea again |
