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You were born in Texas at the end of July
Summer dresses and Atlantic skies
You'll fly inside my head
All the things you said
Oh, the thing you did
Makes a perfect lie
You were born in Texas at the end of July   Summer dresses and Atlantic skies   You'll fly inside my head   All the things you said   Oh, the thing you did   Makes a perfect lie