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It’s summertime, can you feel it?
Do you feel it?
We’ve been waiting for a minute, we’re at the finish - line
Seasons changing, for the better, it’s summer time
Pools are open, get your chill on, turn that grill on HIGH
Close those books it’s time for playing and staying up all night
Bridge:
No more pencils, no more zoom
No more need, time to your room
Out for summer, back in fall
We may not come back at all!
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Joshua West - Young Love
03:58
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You’re the air in my lungs
The blood in my veins
My every daydream
My every pain
You’re my reason to live
My reason to cry
My sun and moon and stars
Until I die
Young love sure and strong as the summer sun
Young love burns you deep when it is done
Young love consumes you like forest fire
Young love walking on the high wire
There’s Nothing like young love
You’re the weakness I fear
Thorn in my side
Hole in my armor
Sin of my pride
You’re my cross to bear
My poison cup
The drug I can’t kick
Just can’t give up
Young love sure and strong as the summer sun
Young love burns you deep when it is done
Young love consumes you like forest fire
Young love walking on the high wire
There’s Nothing like young love
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You are the song of the summer
You are
What was I doing
I can’t remember
Now I’m just grooving
Straight through September
On every station
In every club
On every iPhone
In every ear bud
You’re like the water
I can’t get enough
You make me feel good
You lift me up
Chorus
You are the Ray Bans
You are the hot sand
You are the sun tan
You are the new plan
You’ve got me moving
You’ve got me spinning
You make my body
Feel like it’s winning
Gave you my wallet
Gave you my car keys
Gave you permission
To do anything
Your hooks you know I
Just can’t resist them
I’ve got you under my skin
The sun baked you in
Chorus
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Doug Davis - High Time
03:16
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You gotta listen
I gotta go
this time of day, it’s just a
Golden glow
I feel the rhythm
I feel the heat
This summer sun
is just a green-light
Street I’m driving slow
With the windows down
Radio’s up high nobody
Touch my crown
Low, shift to high
So soak up what you can before
I say goodbye
May goes
June comes
Hear a sweet hum
So I’m sending you this letter from the
Front lines
Where I see signs
It’s high time
Sun’s up in the heavens
I believe the worst has past
For forty nightfalls
And forty days
Ain’t seen the sun
Ain’t seen the dawn’s full blaze
You lost your bearings
You lost your game
Almost forgot the way we used to
feel when we were young
With defenses down
Radio’s up high, nobody
Touch your crown
Low, shift to high
So soak up what we can before
We say goodbye
May goes
June comes
Hear a sweet hum
So I’m sending you this letter from the
Front lines
Where I see signs
It’s high time
Sun’s up in the heavens
I believe the worst has past
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Another Summer
Summertime in the city
Stores are closed no where to go
Everyone has gone to the country
Here I am all alone
Toss a ball against the wall
Old man spies from behind a door
Sitting on a firescape
at night I hear the sirens roar
Another Summer
Another Summer home
Summertime in The City
Someone go and get a wrench
open up the Johnny Pump
Whoevers left will get all wet
Another Summer
Another Summer
Who’s that boy could he be
someones friend
Who’s that girl
could she be someones girlfriend
Summertime in the city
Stores are closed no where to go
Everyone has gone to the country
Here i am all alone
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v1:
Hey, Ladd, you got 500 bucks?
I'm down on my luck, I'm in jail
You don't say, I'm on my way
I won't let you stay derailed
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I'll lay down, just for a minute
Don't think I'm not in it, don't think I don't care
No way, you won't stay the night
No, that ain't right
We'll get you outta there
v2:
Hey, friends, are you coming to get me?
Please don't forget me, I ain't built for this
I got pink shirts & loafer shoes
I can't sing the blues, and I got some regrets
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I'll hold out just for a while
I give 'em a smile, but they close the bars
Turn on the charm, but they're all armed
They're not impressed by my guitar
ch:
Summertime's here and you know what that means
Driving too fast, drinking fruity drinks
Tiny umbrellas, some full-size
Watauga's finest caught us by surprise
v3:
It's a small crime, but I did my time
I did my time, I paid the price
Alan Parsons with a squeeze of lime
Crank up the Alpine, sure sounds nice
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We'll hang tight for another year
Then we'll disappear into different worlds
If we had our way, we'd be there today
Lucky for us we found different girls
ch:
Summertime's here and you know what that means
Driving too fast, drinking fruity drinks
Tiny umbrellas, some full-size
Watauga's finest caught us by surprise
They caught us by surprise
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