Текст (слова) песни: Divine Comedy, The - The Pop Singer`s Fear of the Pollen Count
Are you ready? OK, let`s do it 1,2,3,4 Woo, ah ha, yeah Ba ba da ba da ba da ba da Oh yeah
Laugh at the tears you`re crying Smile while your head explodes Y`don`t have to take this lying down So blow your nose baby And just get your fingers clicking To the rhythm and the rhyme Otherwise you`ll just be kicking around And that`s a crime
How can you talk that way On such a lovely day? When sunshine comes your way It`s time to make some hay
I fall for this season every time When it`s hot and everybody smiles I can`t help myself I`m in love with the summertime Even when I get hay-fever I find I may sneeze but I don`t really mind As long as I`m in love with the summertime
Oh stop your belly-aching We all know what it`s like There ain`t a pill I haven`t taken I guess But that`s alright baby `Cause your daddy`s car is waiting To take us to the sea She feels like celebrating life And so should we
How can you talk that way On such a lovely day? When sunshine comes your way It`s time to make some hay
I fall for this season every time When it`s hot and everybody smiles I can`t help myself I`m in love with the summertime Even when I get hay-fever I find I may sneeze but I don`t really mind As long as I`m in love with the summertime CLAP YOUR HANDS!
(Clap clap!)
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