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(david lott, glenn gorden, mark chesnutt). . It's early may and the summer heat is comin' down. April's gone and my heart is nowhere to be found. Teardrops fall like showers from the sky. And
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(david lott, glenn gorden, mark chesnutt) It's early may and the summer heat is comin' down. April's gone and my heart is nowhere to be found. Teardrops fall like showers from the sky. And what
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summer heat. As the sun goes down. Well, deep down inside. You feel your temperature rise For those wild nights. Hot and crazy days. Wild nights. Hot and crazy days I'm feeling good tonight. I'm
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the summer heat. Now you just can’t get over me. We’ll spend the night watching movies in the dark. You’re playing bands I’ve never heard of. And I know you tend to always overthink. But tonight it’s as
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in Spain. Eating eggs and French fries on the side. Ride that Harley Davidson in the hot summer heat. Lord knows that I just love to ride Go by and pick up that Kentucky girl. She knew me when I
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wonder why. By the end of the day. All her sweet dreams would fade. To a lipstick sunset And the radio was playing. And that ol' summer heat was on the rise. I just had to get away. Before some sad
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to wonder why. By the end of the day. All her sweet dreams would fade. To a lipstick sunset. . Well, a radio was playing. And that ol' summer heat was on the rise. I just had to get away
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deal, when all you do is feel,. . Campfires swell, into monstrous things,. That summer heat, that's winter dee-eep,. That's winter dee-eep,. . And all your wild winds,. They couldn't stop me, from
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to wonder why. By the end of the day. All her sweet dreams would fade. To a lipstick sunset. . Well, a radio was playing. And that ol' summer heat was on the rise. I just had to get away
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sweet, just turned eighteen - well she was good, you know what I . mean . Summer heat, boy and girl meet, but uh-oh those summer nights . oh oh oh . Tell me more, tell me more, how much dough did he spend
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I run a comb through my hair. And step out in the street. And the city's the color of flame. In the mid-summer heat. Oh yeah. Jennifer's got her daddy's car,. She's playing "Uptown" on the stereo. We
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I run a comb through my hair. And step out in the street. And the city's the color of flame. In the mid-summer heat. Oh yeah. Jennifer's got her daddy's car,. She's playing "Uptown" on the stereo. We