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Under My Hat
Well times were hard,
And money was tight,
But that doesn't mean we have to stay in at night,
Because now the summer's returned to town,
We won't let no money get us down.
Our bikes we can ride till we've left behind,
The city's noise and dead-end grind,
Lay that blanket on the ground,
Move to the groove and baby, get down.
I'll keep you under my hat,
And you and me,
We won't get wet,
When the clouds go black,
And the sky opens up,
You and me can squeeze close up.
Released as a single in 1988 and later included on the "Only You Can Take Me There" compilation.