shore. I am young, my blood is warm. I can take you this far Now, my love, we must part. When blood and youth were warmer we breathed Summer like the sweet air
s tougher than I ever planned in the westbound air tonight are those centuries my tongue-tied beheaded bride the Alberta breeze oh David drive like you've never done oh Sarah sing
the West Coast that makes me think of the East Eastside! Eastside! its somethin about the West Coast that makes me think of the East HELP ME SING IT! [
barbecue's to barmitzvah's O.G's crack the O.E when they listen to me Cris on the table push it in the air Come on pass that shit like that's that shit
Scattered driftwood on the beach Summer night city... Summer night city... Waiting for the sunrise, soul dancing in the dark Summer night city Walking in the moonlight, love-making in a park Summer
shutters flung) I drew the poison from the summer sting (And eased the fire off your fevered skin) I moved in you and stirred your soul to sing (And
all came about And silly rumors will fly around this little town But I don't care, I know it's in the air How much I adore you I've been singing about
my own ashes Just lay me down there when I die Repeat Chorus I've seen visions, Lord I've seen visions Hanging in the summer sky I fell in love, lost
when I feel this way Don't keep your feelings undercover Tell me what you want today Don't leave me in the air to hover, sing it out Don't make me suffer
When I was a young boy back in Orangefield Used to look out my classroom window and dream And go home and listen to Ray sing 'I Believed In My Soul' after
in the withered field where the farmer plows for bread in vain It is an easy thing to triumph in the summer's sun And in the vintage and to sing on the
foot breakers It's fun when I'm out and about And I'm bouncin' around in summers naked sun Naturally high when I breathe in the trees And I run full
Flip Up Drugs Dealers Standin And They Parka Hoods Slip Up Where Girls Become Exes From Summer's Caught Ho'in The Winter Cars Come Out, The Summer Cars
i like saturdays and the rocket summer. blue skies and the morning's air. i like you, you like me. there's something wrong with this picture. let's turn
on Some folks only see the litter We don't miss them when they're gone I love the feeling in the air My kind of people everywhere When the night comes
a condom yak Some will jam when you shoot 'em and I call that Summer Jam (jam) Some will jam but I BAM, hit 'em with that summer jam They called me, said
in the pines and the sun and bright moonlight, lazing in the sunshine yes indeed. Sometimes when the cuckoo's crying, when the moon is half way down, Sometimes when