Letras
It's summer, the hair's burning on my upper thigh
Just like so much corn in late July
That is the summer
I'm shaking and my feet are bitter cold
I need some fries to go with that shake
I need to grease back my hair
And let it whip my face
Let it whip my face
I love you
Baby, I love you
I love you
Baby, I love you
Step up my captain
Move to the wood
Find a piece of land
And quit this fucking band
I love you
Baby, I love you
I love you
Baby, I love you