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Here she comes walking with that solar beat. |
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The sun does funny things, |
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It's like some prankster's cheat. |
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I could swear the city's like a magic beach - |
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Cuz against the curb I can hear those street waves beat. |
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C'mon, darlin. C'mon, darlin! |
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It feels like heaven. |
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It feels like heaven. |
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It feels like heaven, |
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It's such a problem. |
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Mid-summer's night, |
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On a magic beach, |
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The dreams that come to me, |
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They don't look out of reach. |
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In the mirror I can see another face, |
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And if I sleep tonight I'll wake up in some other place. |
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C'mon, darlin. C'mon, darlin! |
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It feels like heaven. |
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It feels like heaven. |
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It feels like heaven, |
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It's such a problem. |
