Hell of a Summer
Whole lot of stamps in this passport
Ain't seen home in like six months
Time pass fast when I'm not there
And some things never get a rerun
Should be nice this time of year
I know there's birthdays coming up
A lot of candles to be lit
That would brighten up the worse days coming up
But she gon' take my mind off it if I ask for it
She gon take it all off if I ask for it
A better half, she could pass for it
Call me baby, real name, never asked for it
I just need a set of ears
A friendly face I can sit across from
Tomorrow I'll be out of here
And there'll be no one there for me to share my thoughts with
Oooooh
It's been a hell of a summer
It's nice to have someone to talk to
Oooooh
One hell of a summer
It's nice to have someone to talk to
How many stamps in that passport?
She's not even sure why she got one
Palm trees on the lock screen
One day, some day, she'll be under one
Every moment is a lifetime
Days drag by so slowly
And I can't help but envy that
But she wants anything but what she's got
Anywhere but where she's at
I could take her mind there if she'd ask for it
I could really take her there if she'd ask for it
Old love, real love, we could pass for it
Call her baby, real name, never asked for it
She just need a set of ears
A friendly face she can sit across from
Tomorrow she's with someone else
Asking for something else
No one to share these thoughts with
Oooooh
It's been a hell of a summer
It's nice to have someone to talk to
Oooooh
One hell of a summer
It's nice to have someone to talk to
Ain't seen home in like six months
Time pass fast when I'm not there
And some things never get a rerun
Should be nice this time of year
I know there's birthdays coming up
A lot of candles to be lit
That would brighten up the worse days coming up
But she gon' take my mind off it if I ask for it
She gon take it all off if I ask for it
A better half, she could pass for it
Call me baby, real name, never asked for it
I just need a set of ears
A friendly face I can sit across from
Tomorrow I'll be out of here
And there'll be no one there for me to share my thoughts with
Oooooh
It's been a hell of a summer
It's nice to have someone to talk to
Oooooh
One hell of a summer
It's nice to have someone to talk to
How many stamps in that passport?
She's not even sure why she got one
Palm trees on the lock screen
One day, some day, she'll be under one
Every moment is a lifetime
Days drag by so slowly
And I can't help but envy that
But she wants anything but what she's got
Anywhere but where she's at
I could take her mind there if she'd ask for it
I could really take her there if she'd ask for it
Old love, real love, we could pass for it
Call her baby, real name, never asked for it
She just need a set of ears
A friendly face she can sit across from
Tomorrow she's with someone else
Asking for something else
No one to share these thoughts with
Oooooh
It's been a hell of a summer
It's nice to have someone to talk to
Oooooh
One hell of a summer
It's nice to have someone to talk to
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Writer(s): Joel Malka
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