Summer loving, had me a blast.
Well a, well a,
Tell me more, tell me more.
As I write, old summer tunes play in my headphones.
shoo-bop-bop, shoo-bop-bop,...
doo be doo be daa
Summer days have drifted off. But those summer flings play back good memories. Probably a few bad memories but those are easily discarded.
I wonder if selfies of those summer flings would increase or decrease my memories. I believe an image in your mind often looks better that what’s on old photographic paper.
Tell me more, tell me more.
Well, I didn’t notice the mosquitos as much back then. Well, I am long from 18 anymore.
Hmm… It’s not very cold yet but months from now I’ll get chills that will be multiplying.
Because the comments you’re supplying. It’s electrifying. I better shape up.
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