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There ain't nothing |
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I would rather see |
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Than you drying off on this dock |
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I've been thinking, it's so good to be me |
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But girl, on second thought |
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Wish I could be the beach towel that you laid down on |
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Or that two-piece fitting you so right, it's wrong |
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Or the sunshine kissing on your skin |
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Wish I could be the lake that you're swimming in |
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Well, I'm hiding behind these |
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Ray-Ban shades |
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Staring at you like |
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I doRight here beside you and it's killing me' |
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Cause I can't get close enough to you |
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Wish I could be the beach towel that you laid down on |
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Or that two-piece fitting you so right, it's wrong |
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Or the sunshine kissing on your skin |
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Wish I could be the lake that you're swimming in |
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Maybe that book you laid on your chest |
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When you drift off like you do |
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Maybe that 25 |
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SPFYou keep rubbing all over you |
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Wish I could be the beach towel that you laid down on |
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Or that two-piece fitting you so right, it's wrong |
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Or the sunshine kissing on your skin |
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Wish I could be the lake that you're swimming in |
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Wish I could be the lake that you're swimming in |
