Riding on the summer wind
Our bikes go down the highway
Trying on your summer skin
Yeah we were getting high, babe
When the day is young
We don't need to think about it
Then the night it comes
Think we better drink about it
A little more
A little more
A little more
A little more
Riding on the waves again
Til they took us under
Trying on your summer skin
Your voice it sounds like thunder
When the day is young
We don't need to think about it
Then the night it comes
Think we better drink about it
A little more
A little more
A little more
A little more
A little more
A little more
A little more
A little more
A little more
A little more
A little more
A little more
A little more
A little more
A little more
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