Текст: Conner Youngblood. A Summer Song.

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I?m looking right through you, I?m looking right through you
You?re looking right through me
The summertime?s melting, the summertime?s melting
The image off our screen

The city?s on fire, the city?s on fire
Burning through me
The summertime?s cruising, the summertime?s cruising
Down our street

Oho oho oho ,oho oho oho, oho
Oho oho oho, oho oho oho, oho

Everybody?s moving, everybody?s moving
Revelry, revelry
The summertime's taking, the summertime's taking
Control over our feet

We?re starting to blackout like a California blackout
Our head?s getting dizzy
The summertime?s swimming, the summertime?s swimming
Through my bloodstream

Oho oho oho ,oho oho oho, oho
Oho oho oho, oho oho oho, oho

Oho oho oho ,oho oho oho, oho
Oho oho oho, oho oho oho, oho

I?m looking right through you, I?m looking right through you
You?re looking right through me
The summertime?s melting, the summertime?s melting
Our screen

The city?s growing cold now, the city?s growing cold now
I probably should leave
The summertime?s sleeping, the summertime?s sleeping
Dreaming up new heat

Oho oho oho ,oho oho oho, oho
Oho oho oho, oho oho oho, oho