. I'm trying to turn things around, but instead ...I'll say "Why do I feel so invisible? Good things will come my way." I'm trying to turn things around
frayed. I'm trying to turn things around, but instead ...I'll say "Why do I feel so invisible? Good things will come my way." I'm trying to turn things
world saying "How you still so good?" Well I do this in my slumber summer I ain't none of these half-assed newcomers, you know how I do summer I drop
saying, "How you still so good?" Well, I do, this in my slumber summer I ain't none of these half-assed newcomers You know how I do Summer, I drop heat
too risky in the rain Is this my rescue boat? I've been out here 5 days Somebody bring me some water I just need some water Like most things A good
some town It's starts, with us, right here, right now Can you stay alive in this strugglin' thing? Stay alive in this hustlin' thing? The hustle's only as good
Some live in grime, good with the work Stick up kids get hit with the nine But the funeral parlor good with embalming fluid Good with the hearst Some
chick'll cream For greased lightnin'.. Summer nights Summer lovin', had me a blast Summer lovin', happened so fast I met a girl crazy for me Met a boy cute as can be Summer
money She wanted to buy time Her friends said it was dangerous But they couldn't change her mind She did if for her mirror And for the ocean's summer
exist it must elude (And to exist) Is that why I think these things of you I could go crazy on a night like tonight (A night like tonight) Summer's beginning
whole world saying "How you still so good?" Well I do this in my slumber summer I ain't none of these half-assed newcomers, you know how I do summer I
son. They make their way to the pond for his first swimming lesson. Ida instructs Ugly of the various joys and dangers of swimming and that the most important thing
One, two, three, four I was kidnapped real young by the sweet taste of love Built a fondness for things that just weren't good enough I cradled the crow
She goes down easy, brings me to my knees. She's my Long, Long Island Iced Tea Yeah, on a hot summer evening well she lets the good times roll I know
dirt Some live in grime, good with the work Stick up kids get hit with the nine But the funeral parlor good with embalming fluid Good with the hearst
