The heat is on for summer groove Get up and make your body move A touch of love is in the air, oh, oh, oh, oh Now and then my body calls her name The
All year long We wait for sun At the beach We come undone Heyyy, hello world Hello sweet summer Cudder Ain't nobody rowdy The cops won't hound me The
Another long summer's come and gone I don't know why it always ends this way The boardwalk's quiet and the carnival rides Are as empty as my broken heart
We said goodbye last September Your words I still can hear Keep an eye on summer this year Keep an eye on summer Those things I say in my letters You
Wasn't so long ago That every year your family Would rent a house from June to Labor Day Summer in Monterey None of us wore no clothes In Monterey our
Goodbye summer, I hate to see you go I wasn't ready for the autumn wind to blow So lonely We had a fine time holding hands in June Warm in the sunshine
Smashed stars And old fruit jars The candy ass guards with their fingers all charred Under the cover The protein summer Givin' a number In a weighed out
Dear Summer, I know you gon' miss me For we been together like Nike Airs and crisp tees S dots with polo fleeces Purple label shit with the logo secret
It's ninety-three degrees, and the radio says a storm front's movin' in. Sure is hot. There's a double feature down at the Fox, but everybody's seen it
It was a hot afternoon The last day of june, And the sun was a demon. The clouds were afraid. One ten in the shade, And the pavement was steamin'. I
I was down in Georgia nothing was as real As the street beneath my feet descending into air The cauldron was a bubbling, the flesh was lean And the women
IT'S SUMMER!! The heat is blazing like the 4th of July I got the air con' on and its blasting on high So just grab something cool and jump in your ride
So you finally fessed up to her All the lies you said Now you kindly kiss up to her But the feeling's dead Several days have passed now Darker than any
Month in the summer, Dedicated to you, And I go by the name of Sway, Da Sypha Productions, You know how we do it, 2005 we're normal, Shinobi on the electrics
Tonight I'm yours, And you are mine, now. But is it love, Or just summertime, now? Ooh, the time is right, Come hold me tight. Let's grab onto the love
When the winter winds blow cold and I start to know I'm old I remember things we did in the summer of my life Things we thought and things we dreamed
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Nobody on the road, nobody on the beach I feel it in the air, the summer's out of reach Empty lake, empty streets, the sun goes down alone I'm drivin'