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That summer feeling (3X)
When there's things to do not because you gotta When you run for love not because you oughta When you trust your friends with no reason notta The joy I've named shall not be tamed And that summer feeling is gonna haunt you one day in your life When the cool of the pond makes you drop down on it When the smell of the lawn makes you flop down on it When the teenage car gets the cop down on it That time is here for one more year And that summer feeling is gonna haunt you one day in your life If you've forgotten what I'm naming You're gonna long to reclaim it one day Because that summer feeling is gonna haunt you one day in your life And if you wait until your older A sad resentment will smolder one day And then that summer feeling is gonna haunt you And that summer feeling's gonna taunt you And then that summer feeling is gonna hurt you one day in your life When even fourth grade starts looking good Which you hated And first grade's looking good too Overrated And you boys long for some little girl that you dated Do you long for her or for the way you were? That summer feeling is gonna haunt you the rest of your life When the Oldsmobile has got the top down on it When the catamaran has got the drop down on it When the flat of the land has got the crop down on it Some things look good before and some things never were But that summer feeling is gonna haunt you one day in your life Well when your friends are in town and they got time for you When you and them are hanging around and they don't ignore you When you say what you will And they still adore you If thats not appealing, its that summer feeling That summer feeling is gonna haunt you one day in your life Its gonna haunt you Its gonna taunt you You're gonna want this feeling inside one more time Its gonna haunt you Its gonna taunt you You're gonna want this feeling inside one more time When you're hangin around the park with the water fountain And there's the little girl with the dirty ankles But she's on the swings where all the dust is kickin up And you remember the ankle locket And the way she flirted with you For all this time how come? Well that summer feeling is gonna haunt you one day in your life You'll throw away everything for it (2X) When the playground that just was all dirt comes hauntin And that little girl that called you a flirt Memory comes tauntin You pick these things apart they're not that appealin You put them together and you'll get a certain feeling That summer feeling is gonna haunt you one day in your life |
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They were wild like the USA
A mystery band in a New York way Rock and roll, but not like the rest And to me, America at it's best How in the world were they making that sound? Velvet Underground. A spooky tone on a Fender bass Played less notes and left more space Stayed kind of still, looked kinda shy Kinda far away, kinda dignified. How in the world were they making that sound? Velvet Underground. Now you can look at that band and wonder where All that sound was coming from With just 4 people there. Twangy sounds of the cheapest types, Sounds as stark as black and white stripes, Bold and brash, sharp and rude, Like the heats turned off And you're low on food. How in the world were they making that sound? Velvet Underground. Like this... Wild wild parties when they start to unwind A close encounter of the thirdest kind On the bandstand playing, everybody's saying How in the world were they making that sound? Velvet Underground. Well you could look at that band And at first sight Say that certain rules about modern music Wouldn't apply tonight. Twangy sounds of the cheapest kind, Like "Guitar sale $29.99," Bold and brash, stark and still, Like the heats turned off And you can't pay the bill. How in the world were they making that sound? Velvet Underground. Both guitars got the fuzz tone on The drummer's standing upright pounding along A howl, a tone, a feedback whine Biker boys meet the college kind How in the world were they making that sound? Velvet Underground. Wild wild parties when they start to unwind A close encounter of the thirdest kind On the bandstand grooving, everybody moving How in the world are they making that sound? Velvet Underground. |
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Well I walked past just yesterday
And I couldn't bare that new mall no more I can't expect you all to see it my way But you may not know what was there before And I want them to put back my old corner store. Well I walked past just like I say And I felt this hurt that would not go home I can't expect that you're gonna see it my way But you may not know the trees I've known And I want them to put back my old corner store. I know it costs more money to shop there But this was love, this was love I know you had to pay more money I'll pay money, I'll pay more I don't care what the mall has got I want back that corner store And what did I feel when I walked by slow Sorrow sorrow, all around Why I would feel sorrow I now know I smell a ghost smell from the ground That old wooden smell from the old corner store Bam a nib a nib a nib way oh Bam a nib a nib a way oh web oh Bam a nib a nib a no Corner store Corner store Bam a nib a nib a nib way oh Bam a nib a nib a way oh web oh Bam a nib a nib a no Corner store Corner store I walked past one final time And I wished the worst on the place I shop Now I can't expect everyone to feel like I am But I spot a trend that has got to stop And I want them to put back that old corner store |
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