I bought you that Beatles record
And it had your favorite songs
For the summer, yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
We drove through the old canard
And it was in your mother's car
Spittin' cherry pits out the window
As we drove along
And we went to the dream highway
Cause it was once your favorite vacation spot
But it was gone, yeah yeah yeah, it was gone
It was gone
I bought you that Beatles record
And it had your favorite songs
For the summer, yeah yeah yeah, but now it's gone
Now it's gone
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