Summer Lyrics:
Middle of July
I think I miss you
Stayin’ out all night
Ain’t got *** to do
On a train
And I’m feeling like I wanna do something
I’ll regret
When the sun comes up tomorrow morning
So I choose ***, cigarettes
I’m not gonna say I’m sorry
So I choose, met a boy, I can’t forget
James Dean on a ***’ city bike
Think I’ll start a band
Play some Nirvana
Don’t have any plans
I miss Obama
On a train
And I’m feeling like I wanna do something
I’ll regret
When the sun comes up tomorrow morning
So I choose ***, cigarettes
I’m not gonna say I’m sorry
So I choose, met a boy, I can’t forget
James Dean on a ***’ city bike
(So I choose ***, cigarettes
I’m not gonna say I’m sorry
So I choose, met a boy, I can’t forget
James Dean on a ***’ city bike)
