That's what makes it love That's what makes it a love song I was standing there crying in the kitchen It's been one of those mornings that's gonna last all day And he comes in, wraps his arms around me And I don't even have to say a thing He comes in,

(I can't stop loving you) (I can't stop wanting you) It's useless to say I've made up my mind To live in memory of the lonesome times So I'll just live my life in dreams of yesterday (Dreams of yesterday) Those happy hours that we once knew Though long

And American honey Blowin' in the wind Callin' out my name like a long lost friend Oh I miss those days as the years go by There's a wild, wild whisper Oh nothing's sweeter than summertime She grew up on a side of the road Where the church bells ring and

They don't know who we be Another one of those (This is for my nigga Q) Down to earth joints (Rest in peace, baby You know how we roll) What they don't know is The bullshit, the drama (uh), the guns, the armor (what!)

If you're the only one, will I never be enough? Hail, hail the lucky ones, I refer to those in love Ah, is there room for both of us? Both of us apart? Are we bound out of obligation? Is that all we've got? I get the words, and then I get to thinkin' I

And I'm gonna be true blue Baby, I love you You're the one I'm dreaming of Your heart fits me like a glove So if you should ever doubt Just think back and remember dear Those words whispered in your ear

Stop all this talk, turn off the telephone Open up another bottle, send those people home Let it get real quiet, turn that lamp way down low I'm gonna float down this river of tears I remember how we spoke on the days he was dry Even now that he's gone

You should be here, standing with your arm around me here Cutting up, cracking a cold beer Saying cheers, hey y'all it's sure been a good year It's one of those moments, that's got your name written all over it You should be here Aw you should be here

(I can't stop loving you) (I can't stop wanting you) It's useless to say I've made up my mind To live in memory of the lonesome times So I'll just live my life in dreams of yesterday (Dreams of yesterday) Those happy hours that we once knew Tho' long

Them summer days, those summer days Freddie: Out of school, yeah Larry: County fair in the country sun Sly: And everything, it's true, ooh yeah All: Hot fun in the summertime x 4 All: End of the spring and