It's one of those lazy days
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I've got nothing to do
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Let the wind blow round my head
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Let a cloud be my bed
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When the blues whomp you up on the side of the head
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Throw 'em to the floor and kick 'em out the door
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When the blues kick you in the head
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And you roll out of bed in the morning
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Just sit on the porch and swing
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Sit on the porch and swing
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The heat of the day's got me in a haze
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Those lazy days of summer are here
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When the blues whomp you up on the side of the head
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Throw 'em to the floor and kick 'em out the door
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When the blues kick you in the head
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And you roll out of bed in the morning
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Just sit on the porch and swing
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Sit on the porch and swing
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Just let the breezes flow,
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Through your mind,
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I feel so fine
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When the blues whomp you up on the side of the head
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Throw 'em to the floor and kick 'em out the door
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When the blues kick you in the head
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And you roll out of bed in the morning
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Just sit on the porch and swing
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Sit on the porch and swing
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Here come the girls up the road
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What they want to do they can't do
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Cause it's a... Dry County
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Kicking stones and laughing low
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Nowhere to go. It's a dry, dry, such a dry, dry,
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Dust devils blowing in your hair but what do you care
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When there's nowhere to go
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It's a dry, dry, county
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Dry County
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| The B-52's |
