| Girl let me throw this out there
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| I wanna take you out where
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| We can get a little fresh air
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| Pop a top, share a spot
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| On a lawn chair
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| Honeysuckle in your long hair
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| Girl I swear I can hear them crickets creaking
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| While them lines are getting twisted
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| And the sun is slowly sinking like a bobber tonight
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| And when they ask us where we’re heading
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| We’ll say somewhere where they’re biting
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| Little secret spot hiding
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| And them lighting bugs are bugging
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| Catch a buzz and catch a feeling
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| Just reeling you in
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| Stealing kisses, just go missing
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| When they ask where we’ve been
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| We’ll call it fishin'
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| We’ll call it fishin'
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| Get a little off the radar
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| Break out my old guitar
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| Popcorn in a mason jar
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| I take a sip, make a wish
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| On a shooting star
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| Girl you got me hooked line and sinking
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| When they ask us where we’re heading
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| We’ll say somewhere where they’re biting
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| Little secret spot hiding
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| And them lighting bugs are bugging
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| Catch a buzz and catch a feeling
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| Just reeling you in
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| Stealing kisses, just go missing
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| When they ask where we’ve been
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| We’ll call it fishin'
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| We’ll call it fishin'
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| Watch your pretty little painted up toes
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| Disappear in water
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| Baby don’t you love it out here
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| Just stay a little longer
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| A little longer
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| Baby we’ll be goners
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| And when they ask us where we’re heading
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| We’ll say somewhere where they’re biting
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| Little secret spot hiding
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| And them lighting bugs are bugging
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| Catch a buzz and catch a feeling
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| Just reeling you in
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| Stealing kisses, just go missing
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| When they ask where we’ve been
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| We’ll call it fishin'
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| Yeah, yeah, we’ll call it fishin'
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| Yeah, we’ll call it fishin'
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| Yeah, yeah, we’ll call it fishin' |