This summersummer's gonna hurt like a motherfucker 'Cause she's so fancy Sipping champagne on the beach So expensive when she eats I see her when I go to sleep I check my phone when I am weak She never posts anything deep Has to have it all

Airplanes cut through the clouds Like angels can fly, we'll never die Sirens cut through the night Like screams that are fire, rising up high Like I've something to prove, nothing to lose In this city, in this city oh Most of my life

When I met you in the summersummer To my heartbeat sound We fell in love As the leaves turned brown And we could be together baby As long as skies are blue You act so innocent now But you lied so soon

I want it so fine Two drifters on the morning sky, Two drifters sailing wide and high, When summersummer breezes blow across your mind With you, I will walk the line. People walking hand in hand Everybody's singing to the band I want to be where the stars

Speak low when you speak, love, Too soon, too soon, Our summersummer day withers away Too soon, too soon. Our moment is swift, like ships adrift, We're swept apart too soon. Speak low, darling speak low, Love is a spark lost in the dark, I feel wherever I go

Like the air you can Rise from the rubble with your mind, you can hover You can rise like the tide, like the heat it in the summersummer Yes, I know there are those who will wanna bring you down But you can rise with your mind and make your higher power proud

Suzanne, so far away Remember Suzanne, those summersummer nights with me On no Suzanne, oh girl I'm callin' you Remember...our last September... I see your face at the movies I hear your voice on the radio You're makin' love on the silver screen I want you

Just like coca cola Summertime joy He tastes like coca cola do Is all around me I got me a brand new boy Who entertains me We lie on the beach And we mess up the sheets And it tastes like coca cola

The way that that summersummer's just burning my mind It flashes on back so fast, oh The sun don't go, sun don't go down on that On top of the world The edge of a cliff Hands hanging on heaven, I remember the second I tasted your lips Sun don't go down on

The way that that summersummer's just burning my mind It flashes on back so fast, oh The sun don't go, sun don't go down on that On top of the world The edge of a cliff Hands hanging on heaven, I remember the second I tasted your lips Sun don't go down on