Is she looking straight at me Or is it my imagination Some kind of illusion or prestidigitation I cross the room to a standing ovation A hesitation at my sudden invitation I'll be an engine to your caboose Two legs hypotanuse Come on baby put me to use Don't vamoose Away, Don't say that goodtimes are over Away, Don't tell me the summer's over The smell of the lawn makes you flop down on it The summertime car has the top down on it Damn genuine girl pulling ? ? ? She's american as 3.1416 Hand on my throttle Leave the city behind There's not a lot in the bottle Not a lot on my mind Away Don't say that goodtimes are over Away Don't say that the summer's over Away You are my personal miracle I fell for all of your charms I worship you like an eastern godess The one with all the arms Little problems in this world But none of them are mine Whisper me your life story Baby yes, yes We're killing time Away Don't say that good times are over Away Dont' tell me the summer's over Away
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