Song parody of
Summer Lovin'
by The Vandals
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Summer lovin' had me a blast
Summer lovin' happened so fast
Met some girl, crazy for me
Met a guy, cute as can be
Summer days drifted away to,
Oh, the summer nights
Tell me more,
Was this Texas or France?
Tell me more,
Did you get in her pants?
Went to her place, got in her blouse
While the roadies demolished her house
Watched her cable, stole her tv
She did my band just the way she did me
Summer hoes open their does
Then get grounded
For the rest of their life
Tell me more,
Did her parents come home?
Tell me more,
Did you call home on her phone?
In gay Paris the girls are so chic
They don't talk English
So they last a whole week
German foxes, way too much hair
Put that wall back so that they stay there
Here's my address come stay with me
Too bad you can't afford to come overseas
Tell me more,
Did you make true love vows?
Tell me more,
What if she finds your house?
I got sober that's where it ends
So I told her we'd still be friends
She was cool, but just like the rest
I had to leave her with a phony address
"Of course I live there, I love you, you fox" (Your welcome anytime at my p.o. box)
San Francisco, our closing night
Thought he'd finally met Mrs. Right
Bought her flowers, read her my poem
Said he'd call me the next day at home
Didn't answer, she's with some other dude
Probably begging out
On Haight street for food
Summer lovin' had me a blast
Summer lovin' happened so fast
Met some girl, crazy for me
Met a guy, cute as can be
Summer days drifted away to,
Oh, the summer nights
Tell me more,
Was this Texas or France?
Tell me more,
Did you get in her pants?
Went to her place, got in her blouse
While the roadies demolished her house
Watched her cable, stole her tv
She did my band just the way she did me
Summer hoes open their does
Then get grounded
For the rest of their life
Tell me more,
Did her parents come home?
Tell me more,
Did you call home on her phone?
In gay Paris the girls are so chic
They don't talk English
So they last a whole week
German foxes, way too much hair
Put that wall back so that they stay there
Here's my address come stay with me
Too bad you can't afford to come overseas
Tell me more,
Did you make true love vows?
Tell me more,
What if she finds your house?
I got sober that's where it ends
So I told her we'd still be friends
She was cool, but just like the rest
I had to leave her with a phony address
"Of course I live there, I love you, you fox" (Your welcome anytime at my p.o. box)
San Francisco, our closing night
Thought he'd finally met Mrs. Right
Bought her flowers, read her my poem
Said he'd call me the next day at home
Didn't answer, she's with some other dude
Probably begging out
On Haight street for food