really was for the hell of the fun On the carousel, so around I spun With no directions just tryna get some Tryna chase skirts, living in the summer
the hell of the fun On a carousel, so around I spun With no direction, just trying to get some Trying to chase skirts, living in the summer sun And so
you promised you'd be back again And so I wander around this town 'Til summer comes around I got a job workin' at the old park pier And every summer
, glowing, brief and brightly Could you imagine? One summer day That same night be on your way Do you remember? Hearts were too cold Seasons have frozen
Yo, hot damn, Doc and Jam like a summer show I keep my car looking like a crash dummy drove My gear look like the bank got my money froze For dead presidents
me how you've been So lonely now, yeah My heart is frozen in this place Waiting for another summer's day To bring you back my way, ooh ooh Goodbye summer
up to me, your heart don't have to be Frozen, frozen... Frozen, frozen... Just leave it up to me, girl your heart don't have to be Frozen, frozen... [
I copied off of him in Geometry? I said, "I know a guy named Paul He used to be my plumber He was prematurely bald And he moved to Pittsburgh last summer
up And I got mo' dro I pop, I roll It's off, I know It's da summer time But yo' laffy taffy got me froze Get loose Get low Don't be shy I'm faybo
out my hand call it cash friction Call me DJ Khaled, bitch listen My bracelet got a headache, watch in a coma That bitch froze, it ain't tickin bout 2 summers
visions of her long gone prince Memory drips, rain drops tip Towin' emptiness Intermixed with tears Like fears left unfixed Walls worn thin, frozen
steel shoulder pads, blood for blood Veteran, covered in mud, wounded in the midst of war Still tradin' slugs gettin' major love Way above you newcomers, I come thunderin' With the heat of two summers
Ferris wheel? N****z better chill for the b******* peel Knock off your head and ill, whole bunch of red'll spill N**** I'm rollin' up, system blowin', hater's glowin' up Frozen
ll never get back again and to sort through old photographs of a summer long ago or a friend that you used to know and there, below his frozen face
, you'll never get back again And to sort through old photographs Of a summer long ago or a friend that you used to know And there below, his frozen
Madman drummers bummers and Indians in the summer with a teenage diplomat In the dumps with the mumps as the adolescent pumps his way into his hat With
Sundown, summer is fading Run now, here the winter comes Deep down in some snowdrift Frozen fire, you thought you found the lift It's a showdown, it'