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So hot outside all i can wear
Is these cut off overalls
And these sandals on my feet
But i emptied my pockets for a bus ticket
So i could sit there on a broken seat
I got no place i should go
I got no worries you know
Second or seventh street
It doesnīt matter to me
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īcause youīre mine
Thatīs all i need to know
The sunshineīs everywhere we go
Itīs so right cause iīve got you to hold
Every night yeah
Iīm the lucky one
Iīm the lucky one
Well i pulled back down to my upstreet apartment
And the air never works in that old place
Twenty-seven and i thought iīd be further along
Than just this rented space
I got no papers to read
I got no cable tv
And i got no places to be
I got no people to meet
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Iīm on a roll
When iīm with you
Donīt stop me now
I just canīt lose
[Chorus]