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I buried our love, in the backyard |
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Until it thaws, we could play cards |
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'Cause I know that it's hard |
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When it's dark and cold |
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And all that you feel |
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Is yourself getting old |
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But summer will come |
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With all green and sweetened ice tea |
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Summer will come and be all green with the sweetness of these |
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So feed me a kiss, chapped lips and all |
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And I'll bring back the tape, of an empire's fall |
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Summer will come |
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With all green and sweetened ice tea |
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Summer will come and be all green with the sweetness of these |
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And I'll tie a string, around my finger |
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So I don't forget |
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Not to get so tied up to |
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The things that I regret |
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'Cause summer will come |
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With all green and sweetened ice tea |
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Summer will come and be all green with the sweetness of these |
