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SUMMER DAYS

26 Feb

Summer days, I can’t stand the summer days.
Frozen cocktails and night fireworks,
what’s so great about them anyway?
Summer day, let it be some other day.
Seaside motels and sex on the beach,
don’t be thinking I went all the way.
I hate summer days.

Rushing down the traffic, to the beach,
that’s jammed for blocks and blocks.
They ain’t getting no where. Still miles and miles left to go.
Strutting down the street, the girls,
they try to impress their boyfriend-to-be
I give up and don’t try. Every day is a bad hair day.
Guys, they come up with lame pick-up lines.
Desperate to just get laid.
Damn, give me a freaking break!

Summer days, I can’t stand the summer days.
Frozen cocktails and night fireworks,
what’s so great about them anyway?
Summer day, let it be some other day.
Seaside motels and sex on the beach,
don’t be thinking I went all the way.
Goddamn summer days.

Kate was the one, who said that life was made to be enjoyed.
Stop crinkling your face. Everything will turn out okay.
Serving table to table, up and down the isle,
had on a face I’d never seen.
Whatever happened to her? Who has stolen your smiles away?
Who said that summer can brighten the mood of fate?
Nothing is going to change.
Damn, give me a freaking break!

Summer days, I can’t stand the summer days.
Frozen cocktails and night fireworks,
what’s so great about them anyway?
Summer day, let it be some other day.
Seaside motels and sex on the beach,
don’t be thinking I went all the way.
Who needs summer days.

Summer days, they have never been the same.
Once you left and were out of my sight,
leaving no trace behind.
Summer day, why oh why on a summer day?
You were gone without saying goodbye,
taking it all away.
No more summer days.

 
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Posted by on February 26, 2007 in Do As Infinity

 

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