creep along the road
by the fields of wheat;
rained the other day,
wasn't it neat.
hot, yeah, turn up the heat,
cook your brains a while,
then smile, smile, smile.
we loves ya, doll-baby.
i'll take summer regular
the way i do recall,
a light wind, we had rain.
now...not at all, not at all.
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