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Hey Sally, pass the baggy Let's roll another fatty On the beach smoking trees Until we fall asleep It's getting cold, Sal, let's go Roll onto the party, grab a 40 Before we dance up on that shorty Summer nights These times, they make me feel so nice All the days that I just lie and wait for you We've got rum in our blood Summer nights bring heated love And we'll dance and get sexed up On the basement rug and fly, fly, fly We've got smoke in our heads Summer nights bring life to our breath And we'll drink and get alive But before we die, I will fly, fly, fly Hey Bobby, don't you want me? I told you I was horny on the beach With my steez but he's too stoned to please It's getting cold, Sal, let's go Roll onto that part, let's leave Bobby We'll probably have more fun without our shorties Summer nights These times, they make me feel so nice All the days that I waste my time and lay with you We've got rum in our blood Summer nights bring heated love And we'll dance and get sexed up On the basement rug and fly, fly, fly We've got smoke in our heads Summer nights bring life to our breath And we'll drink and get alive But before we die, I will fly, fly, fly We've got rum in our blood Summer nights bring heated love And we'll dance and get sexed up On the basement rug and fly, fly, fly We've got smoke in our heads Summer nights bring life to our breath And we'll drink and get alive But before we die, I will fly, fly, fly Summer nights These times, they make me feel so nice Oh, those summer nights Make me feel so fine, so fine, so nice Summer nights |