| If you see that girl with the headband on
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| Long hair, blonde and wavy
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| I have a tattoo hiding from you
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| Just enough to drive you crazy
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| You’ll know when you see her, I know for sure
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| She’s the covergirl gypsy on the shore
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| With the umbrella in her drink
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| Could you tell her one thing?
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| That it ain’t summer without her
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| No, the sun ain’t as gold as the memories I hold
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| So I’ve been thinking about her
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| Could you tell her I still want her?
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| Yeah, it just ain’t summer without her
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| When I smell Patron and coppertone
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| It takes me right there with her
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| And this salt in my glass stings so bad
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| In my heart right where I miss her
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| Sun sets pretty like it was before
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| But without her on my shoulder
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| It’s just a bunch of colors making me wish
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| That I could hold her
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| Summer without her
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| No, the sun ain’t as gold as the memories I hold
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| So I’ve been thinking about her
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| Could you tell her I still want her?
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| Yeah, it just ain’t summer
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| Still got her flip flops in the back of my trunk
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| In case she ever comes to get 'em, isn’t that dumb?
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| Been wastin' my days catchin' sun rays
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| Hopin' by September I won’t remember
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| It ain’t summer without her
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| No, the sun ain’t as gold as the memories I hold
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| So I’ve been thinking about her
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| Could you tell her I still want her?
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| Man, it’s just a bummer
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| It ain’t summer without her
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| No, the sun ain’t as gold as the memories I hold
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| So I’ve been thinking about her
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| Could you tell her I still want her?
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| Yeah, it just ain’t summer without her
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| Summer without her
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| If you see that girl
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| If you see that girl
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| Yeah, summer without her
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| Just enough to drive you crazy |