| Baby, all these city lights
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| Are losing their shine
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| I need a little bit a get outta here
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| A little slow unwind
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| A little salt air and a sand bar
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| A lawn chair and a guitar
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| Singing sha-la-la-la-la-la-la
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| All night long
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| All night
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| I wanna get high
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| On some low country
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| Where the sun meets the water
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| And the nights get hotter
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| Sounds right on the money
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| Let’s let that tide take us for a ride
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| Girl, wherever it wants to
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| I wanna get high
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| On some low country with you
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| Down there where the warm wind blows
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| Through the cypress trees
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| You take your worries like the pennies in your pocket
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| And you, you throw 'em in the sea
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| Get a sweet buzz from your long kiss
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| Better than any rum hitting my lips
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| Singing la-la-la-la-la-la-la
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| All night long
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| All night
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| I wanna get high
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| On some low country
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| Where the sun meets the water
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| And the nights get hotter
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| Sounds right on the money
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| Let’s let that tide take us for a ride
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| Girl, wherever it wants to
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| I wanna get high
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| On some low country with you
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| Ain’t it funny how life can be crazy
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| Come on, let’s get gone
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| Cause the days are getting long and the nights are getting hazy
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| Come on, let’s hold on
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| I wanna get high
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| On some low country
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| Where the sun meets the water
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| And the nights get hotter
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| Sounds right on the money
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| Let’s let that tide take us for a ride
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| Girl, wherever it wants to
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| I wanna get high
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| On some low country with you
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| Low country with you, oh, yeah
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| Low country with you
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| My low country with you |