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I see that summertime is near, when all my troubles disappear.
It's strange how the weather can make me feel so good, and each year I do things I never thought I could
The air is warm, the sky is blue, the slate is clean and life is new
I'm making the memories I'll never want to lose
In summer, you can do anything you choose
It's strange how the weather can make me feel so good, and each year I do things I never thought I could
The air is warm, the sky is blue, the slate is clean and life is new
I'm making the memories I'll never want to lose
In summer, you can do anything you choose