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I try and remember the summer
And hot midday blowouts cooled by the rain
And waiting for the day
That we could tell them all to fuck off
It's better than complaining
Or staring at photographs
Yeah, just sitting around thinking about it
I'm trying to get back to the bottom line
Where all I ever wanted
Was to take care of you
I'm trying to get back to the bottom line
Where all I ever wanted
Was to take care of you
Yeah all I ever wanted was to take care of you
All I ever wanted was to take care of you