Lyrics:
tried to hide
From your eyes, for such a long time
Summer's weary eyes locked onto you
Dancing on the kitchen floor without a pair of shoes
The pin's
as stagnant
We discovered what it meant
To say "I'm living in the moment"
All summer long, we made a lot of memories
When will your mom pick us up from
the summer I mean honestly if
I was working on this in the summer I'd be done by
Fall
But
That didn't happen at all
Never really got a chance to silly
You're my early morning radio show
You are featured wherever I go
I close my eyes the movie plays in my head
The pile of clothes by the bed
My
Young love
Ocean waves keep blowin your hair
Bags packed in the back seat, yeah
Put your feet up radio up
Moonlight California
Your hand out the window
Lost course
On the summer sun.
By his pride,
I was fearless too long inside to hide.
So goodbye, so goodbye.
All life turns to words.
But
bound for a life of that fortune and fame
He wrote a couple songs and they got a long into the hands of a bad Nashville man
playin? on the radio and he
Everybody wasn't for me I heard you talking to strangers you know
this is like
my version of that like it sounds cliche everybody be like yo this is
that's honey
Real honey
That's honey
Hot Summer time long gone, this winter time
Boy try to eat off my plate like it's dinner time
Goodness' sake man I
To this day when I hear that song
I see you standin' there all night long
Discount shades, store bought tan
Flip flops and cut-off jeans
Somewhere
Gave you all my 20s and lived it just like the way you want
Not giving you my 30s I'm living my life the way I want
They'll try to talk you down by
walking in your summer clothes
If you listen long enough to the water you'll hear something you didn't want to hear
The radio on the way back home, was
much is on the line, young hearts are hard to mend
Yea there's nothing we can do, as it started long ago
A kiss on the cheek and a broken radio
Love me
We livin' in a mean time and an aggressive time
A painful time, a time where cynicism rots to the vine
In a time where violence blocks the summer
The radio was blasting
In the car he got from dad
Tail lights in the distance
Are the last of him I have
And it's all so inconceivable
When they told
be ok (un)
Stack for a Wraith, save for a rainy day
But that's far and few between
Now that I'm out in LA
Look, this shit is Summer league
I need
We livin' in a mean time and an aggressive time
A painful time, a time where cynicism rots to the vine
In a time where violence blocks the summer
This has happened
This will happen
This is happening
Voice on the radio again
Strange to be shaped by such strange men
It's the hottest summer
dad's pontoon
Buzz like a bug zapper hangin' from a tall pine
Could be the beer, maybe it's the boxed wine
Boat's tied up, floatin' by the cove
breaking the speed of sound
she doesn? care
as long as the music? everywhere - she says
break it down ?beat by beat ?right or wrong
i? breaking out
ex hell how can I wish my ex well
I've still got ex hate
Bryson Tiller I was tryna see my ex change
I'm Scott Summers now, nothing but an ex man
Still
at least!
I played myself, for radio play
I never dance, but the skill it self, is a second chance (yeah)
I'm back wit two's by me, start the beef
I'm
Words RW, music trad Irish: NancyÂ's Whiskey 1978
At age 14 they gave us training
To number off by threes and give salutes
To clean and fire the Lee
Oowee
Oowee
Yeah, uh
Four honey buns in that red Goyard
Jewelry one of none, the money come, I'ma go on
Never was a bum, the summer come, I'ma show
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