Boombox Summer
It was Saturday in the middle of July,
The calendar said 1983
Me and the boys were playing hockey on the road
Someone brought their boombox, Leppard and the Crue carried the load
Turn the tape around,
I wanna hear the sound
Coming through those speakers every day
Please press play again, ('cause) I hate it when it ends
Go and grab those D size batteries
It was a Boombox Summer,
It was a Boombox Summer
We had longer days but the time was flying by
We headed to the mall to play arcade
To our surprise Pacman had a bow,
Donkey Kong could kill us, Pole Position it would thrill us every week
Turn the tape around,
I wanna hear the sound
Coming through those speakers every day
Please press play again, ('cause) I hate it when it ends
Go and grab those D size batteries
It was a Boombox Summer,
It was a Boombox Summer
I couldn't tell them my secret, hiding in the bottom of my bag
It was my guilty pleasure
Hidden tapes of Culture Club and Duran Duran
We would rent a VCR every Friday Night
And scary movies we were still too young to see
Watching the killer with that old sack on his head
He would get right to it
Soon all of those counselors were dead
Turn the tape around,
I wanna hear the sound
Coming through those speakers every day
Please press play again, ('cause) I hate it when it ends
Go and grab those D size batteries
It was a Boombox Summer,
It was a Boombox Summer
It was a Boombox Summer,
It was a Boombox Summer
The calendar said 1983
Me and the boys were playing hockey on the road
Someone brought their boombox, Leppard and the Crue carried the load
Turn the tape around,
I wanna hear the sound
Coming through those speakers every day
Please press play again, ('cause) I hate it when it ends
Go and grab those D size batteries
It was a Boombox Summer,
It was a Boombox Summer
We had longer days but the time was flying by
We headed to the mall to play arcade
To our surprise Pacman had a bow,
Donkey Kong could kill us, Pole Position it would thrill us every week
Turn the tape around,
I wanna hear the sound
Coming through those speakers every day
Please press play again, ('cause) I hate it when it ends
Go and grab those D size batteries
It was a Boombox Summer,
It was a Boombox Summer
I couldn't tell them my secret, hiding in the bottom of my bag
It was my guilty pleasure
Hidden tapes of Culture Club and Duran Duran
We would rent a VCR every Friday Night
And scary movies we were still too young to see
Watching the killer with that old sack on his head
He would get right to it
Soon all of those counselors were dead
Turn the tape around,
I wanna hear the sound
Coming through those speakers every day
Please press play again, ('cause) I hate it when it ends
Go and grab those D size batteries
It was a Boombox Summer,
It was a Boombox Summer
It was a Boombox Summer,
It was a Boombox Summer
Credits
Writer(s): Giasone Italiano
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