1, 2, 3
Nowhere
Yeah we're going nowhere fast
Maybe this time, ill be yours you'll be mine
c-c-c-crazy, get your bunda in my bed
Baby you'll be, just my summer boyfriend
Summer boy
Lets get lost you can take me home
Somewhere nice we can be alone
Bikini tops, coming o-o-off
Don't be sad when the sun goes down
You'll wake up and im not around
Ive got to go oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
We'll still have the summer after all
Sometimes, you might start a fight
But Im happy pretending we're alright (alright)
Sun glasses, cover up my green eyes
My martini glistens, yeah
While checking out other guys
Summer boy
Lets get lost you...
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