Letras:Jens Lekman. Another Sweet Summer's Night On Hammer Hill.

oh the memories, they come a-streamin'
when I'm walkin' 'round here dreamin'
on a summer's night on hammer hill

oh, it's hard to stay with the subject
when you think of something so perfect
as a summer's night on hammer hill

I had a friend who was slightly overweight
that means fatass in the seventh grade
I still remember the steamy dressing room
where they beat him black and blue
yeah, they beat him black and blue

oh, but it's hard to stay mad when there's so much beauty
an open window, someone's playing "Tutti Frutti"
it's a summer's night on hammer hill

I had a friend, a girl who looked sort of like a guy
I can't forget her dark painful eyes
and they burned her with a cigarette lighter
when the cops came they had to untie her
another girl was free to grow up a cynical writer

oh, but it's hard to stay mad when there's so much beauty
an open window, someone's playing "Tutti Frutti"
it's a sweet summer's night on hammer hill

I wanna die right here
on a sweet summer's night on hammer hill