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It's Summer...
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Summer is running through the sprinklers in your t-shirt, shoes, and jeans
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Rolling down a grassy hill, yeah, that's what Summer means to me, it's true
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There's so much more to do.
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The days are longer,
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The nights are shorter,
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The sun is shining.
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It's noticeably warmer.
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It's summer, every single moment is worth its weight gold.
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Summer, it's like world's best story, and it's waiting to be told.
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It's ice cream cones and cherry soda dripping down your chin.
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It's summer, and where do we begin?
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Summer is ponds and pools and garden hoses, trying to beat the heat.
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Summer, bicycles and roller skates and even just bare feet.
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It's also... Surfing tidal waves, creating nanobots,
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Or locating Frankenstein's brain
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Finding a dodo bird, painting a continent,
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Or driving our sister insane.
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Oh wait. Maybe we're going too fast.
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Summer, it's crickets and cicadas and a glass of lemonade.
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Summer, it's sitting with your brother in the backyard under the shade of a big tree.
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That's what it means to me.
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The days are longer,
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The nights are shorter,
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The sun is shining.
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It's noticeably warmer.
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It's summer, every single moment is worth it's weight in gold.
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Summer, it's like the world's best story, and it's waiting to be told.
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It's ice cream cones and cherry soda dripping down your chin.
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It's summer, and where do we begin?
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Summer, and where do we begin?
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It's summer, man, where do we begin?
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Summer...
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Where do we begin?
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Summer...
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Where do we begin?
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