.Boardwalk, boardwalk
When the summer is done and the heat is dying
Whoa
I'll be waving goodbye while the girls are crying
Whoa
It was a vacation thing
And some may call it a fling
But it was really just nothing at all
No alarm to stop the morning
Rolled out of the bed with.
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