and trees, And let me in... Summer will not let us go, so I'll never let it end, No, I'll never let it go, summer will not let us go... Again...
Tercüme: Her şey Kutusu. Yaz.
unless I hurt her Yeah for my r&b nigga, but in the box she call me murder I like to call her Jackie O (O) presidential on me Anything that I gotta get
who was cursed from birth Destined to stagger through at life just to earn his worth In one turn of the earth this story takes its place Upon the summer
of something dead It's blood drips from your jaws Take everything your school has taught you Throw it to the dogs Left to be in the summer heat It wreaks
electric chair And I wonder who's gonna be president Tweedledum or tweedle dumber? And who's gonna have the big Blockbuster box office this summer How
a choice now they can catch it from anyone Send niggas to the ? the rest to hell I ? I don't like niggas unless it's jail And I don't box slim dog slim
Long summer days tucked in a box Smell of rain on the sidewalk Feel of the fall in the air I love these drives to nowhere Singing la da, la da La da
Sixteen, you and me, never needed anything Summer breeze, running free, felt like we had everything Suitcase full of dreams, you said you'd run away with
, you should get a best friend too! My best friend! Aloha baby, let's go to the beach Yeah, girls in bikini are waiting for me But I was hoping for a summer
that I know you can conceive... Will you recognize me when you See me on the stairs? As we are ascending High above the summer air? We'll be happy
This velvet box, full of alcohol And TV talks, gone on far too long Take anything that's better for me Take anything that's better for you Take anything
,... Let's take it bak to summer 96', come on... Chorus: (Cruel) cruel summer Leaving me here on my own, it's a cruel (It's a cruel) cruel summer Now
dead its blood drips from your jaws. Take everything your school has taught you, throw it to the dogs. Its meat that dries in summer heat and reeks
box, full of alcohol, and TV talks, gone on far too long take anything that's better for me... take anything that's better for you... take anything
Well you don't feel part of anything? I'd say we all feel this way. I can't find it in my box of tapes, In sugar, milk and blood with tea. In this fresh
Sixteen, you and me, never needed anything, Summer breeze, running free, felt like we had everything Suitcase full of dreams you said you'd run away with
