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(D. Vaughn, M. Clayton, B. St.James)
There's an old pair of sneakers dangling a wire
And my old rusty engine is in need of some new tires
And from my steps, the last of the weekend vettes goes blasting by
Won't be nothing so cold as beach in the winter time

Sun's been down since you've gone, and I don't know why or for how long
The same old record
I've been to move along, but I keep on singing the same old song
The end of the summer days, end of the days
I can still hear you laugh, with your blowing back in my car
I can still your curves, when we danced in that boardwalk bar
And I can taste your lips from that one last stolen kiss
By the
Won't be nothing so cold as this beach in the time
(chorus)
(Solo)
One day you just felt a change and away
Maybe it was meant to be
Now the sound of footsteps makes me hope and pray coming back to me
There's a warm breeze blowing as the shadows go tumbling by
And picking up sand, and that must be what's in my eye
(chorus 2x...)
End of the days, oooh