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Beverly Hills, burning of plastic |
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Scraped it away, |
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I do, I may |
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For the summer |
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For the summer |
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Here goes your man, dances the hourly |
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Cape land to colors rolling through the valley |
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For the summer |
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For the summer |
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Hold tight, horizon minds |
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It's writing its name in the sky |
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It's paradise |
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We fade away into the night |
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Beverly Hills, nuclear winter |
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What should we wear and who's for dinner? |
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In the summer |
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For the summer |
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Hold tight, our love will fade out |
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It's writing its name in the sky |
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And I'll stop and stare |
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We'll fade away into the night |
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It's paradise |
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For now we go under the knife |
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For one time, oh, some doctors |
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Divided by night time |
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Let's do it for the summer, send for the sunrise |
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Let's do it for the summer, send for the sunrise |
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Let's do it for the summer, send for the sunrise |
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Let's do it for the summer, send for the sunrise |
