me a blast Summer loving happened so fast I met a girl crazy for me Met a boy cute as can be Summer days drifting away To, oh, oh, the summer nights
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Summer Nights Summer lovin' had me a blast - summer lovin', happened so fast I met a girl crazy for me - I met a boy, cute as can be Summer days driftin
: Summer Nights Summer lovin' had me a blast - summer lovin', happened so fast I met a girl crazy for me - I met a boy, cute as can be Summer days driftin
me a blast Summer lovin', happened so fast Met a girl crazy for me Met a boy cute as can be Summer days drifting away To, uh oh, those summer nights
had me a blast Summer lovin', happened so fast Met a girl crazy for me Met a boy cute as can be Summer days drifting away To, uh oh, those summer nights
me a blast Summer loving happened so fast I met a girl crazy for me Met a boy cute as can be Summer days drifting away To oh, oh, the summer nights
a problem with plumbing? Gotta blame it on something? Blame it on the drain, it was cloggin', cloggin' Blame it on the faucet that drips all night If hairballs, grease
since the other night Heart burnin', still yearnin' Walkin' 'til I'm clean out of sight As I walked out in the mystic garden On a hot summer day, a hot
Cledus T. Judd/Chris Clark, Cledus Crap Anthems (SESAC)/Of Music (SESAC) It's Thursday night down at Taco Mac It's like a can of sardines the way the
in the hood, is just like a puzzle [dresta] Its like a jungle, sometimes When you rhyme The hood took you under Niggas start to wonder Why you missin all these summers
(greased lightnin', go greased lightnin'!) Go, greased lightnin', you're coastin' through the heat lap trial (greased lightnin', go greased lightnin'!) You are supreme The chick'll cream For greased lightnin'.. Summer nights Summer
On the night all mirrors fell silent And the clocks struck accord with the rain A storm swept in with such violence The dead rose to complain The stars
And tonight the look that branded me Was like a pool of burnt out gasoline Shiny brown skin like the melting tar On a sticky summer road Finger on the