See the curtains hangin' in the window
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In the evening on a Friday night
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A little light-a-shinin' through the window
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Lets me know everything's all right
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Summer breeze makes me feel fine
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Blowin' through the jasmine in my mind
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See the paper layin' on the sidewalk
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A little music from the house next door
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So I walk on up to the door step
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Through the screen and across the floor
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Chorus.
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Sweet days of summer-the jasmine's in bloom
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July is dressed up and playing her tune
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And I come home from a hard day's work
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And you're waitin' there
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Not a care in the world
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See the smile awaitin' in the kitchen
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Food cookin' and the plates for two
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Feel the arms that reach out to hold me
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In the evening when the day is through
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