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Oh those summer nights When everything seemed alright Sitting in the backyard Watching the fire snap and burn Drinking my cheap beer And listening to you and everyone there Everything was good then Knowing I’d wake up in your bed But summer only brings the smells That remind me of what's dead Oh those hot summer nights Sitting in your backyard It was carefree and young And I can never return
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Jun 28, 2010
Jun 28, 2010 at 7:04 AM UTC
44th Street
Oh those summer nights When everything seemed alright Sitting in the backyard Watching the fire snap and burn Drinking my cheap beer And listening to you and everyone there Everything was good then Knowing I’d wake up in your bed But summer only brings the smells That remind me of what's dead Oh those hot summer nights Sitting in your backyard It was carefree and young And I can never return
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Jun 28, 2010
Jun 28, 2010 at 7:04 AM UTC
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