Hey Lover

	  		




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Summer plays a solo on a saxophone 
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Oh you've never seen somebody throw their head so slow 
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And I see her cringe your lips and drop an ear that way 
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Scratch a dog behind its ear and it might do the same 

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Hey Lover, hey Lover 
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Hey Lover, hey Lover 


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Blue and white racing stripe pick-up truck 
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And when did I decide to grow this beard and gut? 
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Well, I may be white but I don't like my people much 
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But I want to raise with you and watch our young-lings hatch, 
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Fucking make the first letters of their first names match 

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Hey Lover, hey Lover 
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Hey Lover, hey Lover 




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Well I'm back into the boring life that I once led 
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Stuffing white spread asshole on a sofa bed 
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Sometimes I hate myself for trying to be so bold 
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But nothing ever seems to get this story told 

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Hey Lover, hey Lover 
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Hey Lover, hey Lover 






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I never tell her when she plays a song I never heard 
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Because I always learn the music and forget the words 
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But I want to ride with her and I wish I sung that well 
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Just copy, paste, Google search, and send it to myself 

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Hey Lover, hey Lover 
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Hey Lover, hey Lover 

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Hey Lover, hey Lover 
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Hey Lover, hey Lover