Heat of the Summer
Meet a guy at my show, let him take me home
If you could see me now, what would you say
Looks like I've got a type, one more twist of the knife
Wish you weren't a couple oceans away
In the heat of the summer, under the covers
The way you danced with her
You can call me whatever you want
But now it's all, all, all over
Thought you might not recall, but you remember it all
Of course, how could you forget your own name
Wrote a line in your book, memorized every look
Always with the pleasure comes the pain
And now he's in my room, but my thoughts are of you
And how you could always see through me
He reaches out, takes my hand
I reach right back, take a chance
But I'd be better off with you touching me
In the heat of the summer, under the covers
The way you danced with her
You can call me whatever you want
But now it's all, all, all over
You'll kill me, you'll kill me, you'll kill me
You'll kill me, you'll kill me, you'll kill me
You'll kill me, you'll kill me, you'll kill me
If you stop
In the heat of the summer, under the covers
The way you danced with her
You can call me whatever you want
But now it's all, all, all over
In the heat of the summer, I wouldn't want no other
Hold my breath, wait for your return
You can call me whatever you want
But now it's all, all, all over
If you could see me now, what would you say
Looks like I've got a type, one more twist of the knife
Wish you weren't a couple oceans away
In the heat of the summer, under the covers
The way you danced with her
You can call me whatever you want
But now it's all, all, all over
Thought you might not recall, but you remember it all
Of course, how could you forget your own name
Wrote a line in your book, memorized every look
Always with the pleasure comes the pain
And now he's in my room, but my thoughts are of you
And how you could always see through me
He reaches out, takes my hand
I reach right back, take a chance
But I'd be better off with you touching me
In the heat of the summer, under the covers
The way you danced with her
You can call me whatever you want
But now it's all, all, all over
You'll kill me, you'll kill me, you'll kill me
You'll kill me, you'll kill me, you'll kill me
You'll kill me, you'll kill me, you'll kill me
If you stop
In the heat of the summer, under the covers
The way you danced with her
You can call me whatever you want
But now it's all, all, all over
In the heat of the summer, I wouldn't want no other
Hold my breath, wait for your return
You can call me whatever you want
But now it's all, all, all over
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Writer(s): Finn O'sullivan
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