She's an auburn-haired girl, from a town of Spanish sand
And she wades through Junior High with a radio in her hand
And she never talks to the country kids
She just moves with the times like her mother did

And when, she comes in the spring
Her touch can do everything
'Cause she wears my ring
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She never looks at her watch 'cause time's the clock of her heart
Her eyes are a million years she sighs like a movie star
And under the boardwalk by the sea
With my baby is where I'll be

And when, she comes in the spring
Her touch can do everything
'Cause she wears my ring
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And under the boardwalk by the sea
With my baby is where I'll be

And when, she comes in the spring
Her touch can do everything
'Cause she wears my ring
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'Cause she wears my ring
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