| Summertime, 1986
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| We never had to try at all
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| We were young, we were crazy, the nights were fast and hazy
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| And days rolled into fall
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| Hidin' out, stealin' love and wonderin'
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| How it all could be this good
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| I know I said, I know I said, I know I said I’d be back
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| But you knew I never would
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| It changed our lives and broke our ties
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| But the memory still remains
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| We went driving down ol Slohan road
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| We left around midnight and never came home
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| People in town, they have a lot to say
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| But they’ll all be gone, someday
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| Candy-O, blasting out the speakers
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| My backseat Camaro paradise
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| She said she loved me, I believed her, wouldn’t leave her
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| But she broke my heart with a beautiful lie, yeah
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| Yeah, those were some hard lessons learned
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| But that’s how I found my way
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| We went driving down ol Slohan road
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| We left around midnight and never came home
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| People in town, they have a lot to say
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| But they’ll all be gone, someday
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| Summertime, 1986
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| We never had to try at all
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| Driving down ol Slohan road
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| We left around midnight and never came home
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| People in town, they got a lot to say
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| But they’ll all be gone,
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| We went driving down ol Slohan road
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| Left a cloud of dust and never came home
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| People in town, they have a lot to say
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| But they’ll all be gone
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| But they’ll all be gone, someday |