She likes it hot she likes a tan she steals my infra fed when I`m gone oh no can it be we`re heading for a heatwave Her legs are brown a trace of rust she`s in love with a MKII deluxe oh no can it be we`re heading for a heatwave Her hair is bleached like it`s been boiled she browns herself in a sea of olive oil and I come around and she`s relaxing in the conservatory
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