Summer Song Songtext

Remy Bond

von Paris / San Francisco

Summer Song Songtext
In the summertime drivin' up the West Coast
Me and my valentine, we ain’t got no place to go
Nothin' ahead but the open road (Ooh)
They're in the badlands looking for me
We’re in the city getting high with the freaks
Put the jukebox back on Lou Reed
I'm free

Hey, it's my life
Hold on tight
It's my life

I, I know what to do
Now that I've got a man like you
In the summertime
It can be so cruel, baby, don't be cruel
I, I know what to do
Now that I've got a man like you (Man like you)
In the summertime
It can be so cruel, baby, don't be cruel
Baby, don’t be cruel, baby, you’re so cool

I need real love, fuckin' in the backseat
Real love just like Sid and Nancy
Real love, nothing more than you and me

Six-foot angel, love of my life
I’ma make it out of here dead or alive
I'ma gonna make this boy my wife
I'm free

Hey, it's my life
Hold on tight
It’s my life

Real love is a dangerous game, but it's one that I wanna play
Real love is a gun to my brain, but I'm drawn like a moth to the flame
In the summertime, in the summertime, in the summertime

I, I know what to do
Now that I've got a man like you (Man like you)
In the summertime
It can be so cruel, baby, don't be cruel
Baby, don't be cruel, baby, you're so cool

I need real love, fuckin' in the backseat
Real love just like Sid and Nancy
Real love, nothing more than you and me

Real love, fuckin' in the backseat
Real love just like Sid and Nancy
Real love, nothing more than you and me
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