| Walk passed people like a bad habit |
| Fast cash never made it that far |
| Flashback to another dimension |
| Like what’s your past life, hey, that’s a start |
| Maybe we could dance and watch the sky fade |
| Or freak the fuck out or maybe just hang |
| And you could tell me how you moved to LA |
| Or whatcha do now, unless it’s too personal |
| Baby don’t you cry |
| (You know) |
| I’ll always be your summer boy |
| And you could be my |
| Long night, hair down, good times |
| And if it feels right |
| Yeah we could dance the lights |
| Oh you could hold my hand and keep me out late |
| Or kiss me goodnight, it’s all fun and games |
| And we’ll put on a show to show how we play |
| And won’t settle down, no, that’s just too literal |
| Baby don’t you cry |
| (You know) |
| I’ll always be your summer boy |
| And you could be my |
| Long night, hair down, good times |
| And if it feels right |
| Yeah we could dance the lights |
| Maybe we could dance and watch the sky fade |
| Or freak the fuck out or maybe just hang |
| And you could tell me how you moved to LA |
| Or whatcha do now, unless it’s too personal |