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Thomas Moore, Nina Simone. . 'Tis the last rose of summer, left blooming all alone. All her lovely companions are faded and gone. No flower of her kindred, no rose bud is nigh. To reflect back
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lazy days, the days of summer. Get so exciting, so we sing oh oh oh eh oh. Swing and sway around and dance the rumba. That nimble samba, and we sing oh oh oh eh oh, eh oh. . On the beach have a long
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Summer madness. Summer madness. . Summer madness. Summer madness. . Summer madness. Summer madness. . Summer madness. Summer madness
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Even if it's jazz in the quiet storm. Bebop converted in a hip hop form. (Repeat). Visions of a musical plateau. Thoughts fill my mind. So I draw back and take aim. Lyrical shots blast through
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Even if it's jazz in the quiet storm. Bebop converted in a hip hop form. (Repeat). Visions of a musical plateau. Thoughts fill my mind. So I draw back and take aim. Lyrical shots blast through
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, diggin' the drums. Squares don't seem to understand. Why I flip, they're not hip like I'm hip. . I'm hip, I'm alive. I enjoy any joint where there's jive. I'm on top of every trend. Look at me go vo
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, diggin' the drums. Squares don't seem to understand. Why I flip, they're not hip like I'm hip. . I'm hip, I'm alive. I enjoy any joint where there's jive. I'm on top of every trend. Look at me go vo
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Summer, pictures that play in my mind. Dream of an innocent time, dear. Flowers and 4th of Julys, dear. Summer is still on my mind Summer, a bitter sweet lemonade. Under kaleidoscope shade. We
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seem to fall in love. The deeper we fall, the more we lose control. Set your mind free, it's the Year of Summer. Keep your heart strong cause it’s up here. Set your mind free, it's the Year of Summer
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, that's my time of year. Winter's shadow, seems to disappear. Gay is swanee season,. That's the reason I can say. That I love a summer day I hear laughter, from the swimming hole. Kids out fishin
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. I don't like sayin' goodbye to those hot summer nights with you. Verse 2. We're laying down on the hood of my car. So high thought that we could touch stars. We're so close, yeah we're so-so far away
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Brain engages mouth. Mouth expresses thoughts. Of how we shared those fun fair rides. Beneath the brightness of the night Time can crowd the head. Like a sardine can. The summer that began to
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(Blaise Tosti/Bud Reneau) Though the sun may be dawning. You're the one that lights the morning. As I awake to the heaven. Of your sweet summer lovin' By a stream in the country. Running barefoot
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too close for comfort. This heat has got right out of hand It's a cruel, cruel summer. Leaving me here on my own. It's a cruel, cruel summer. Now you've gone The city is crowded. My friends are
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, maybe we so fast. Summer, it’s cricket and cicadas and glas of lemonade. Summer, it’s sitting with your brother in the backyard. Under the shade of a big tree. That’s what means to me. The days are longer
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gon' burn it up. Take another pull and pass out on the furniture. Hip-Hop, part of me, I just wanna party. *** somebody, sing "La-ti-dad-dy". It's 7-P la, suits to di-dor-dora. Erykah Badu, Angie
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