Summertime in the Flower City

I'm baked, my dear, but I'm not a maniac
Don't have a heart attack
You think I'm going mad, that's fine
I think I should make a move
'Cuz I've got nothing to lose
You deal and cut all my cards
My spades will not beat your two of hearts
And in a minute, you'll feel a different way
Oh, but that's nothing I wanna hear from you today, my love

I'm baked, my dear, but it's not a full relapse
I know you want it bad
But you won't stoop to me today
No, no, no
I think I should make a move
'Cuz I've got nothing to lose
You deal and cut all my cards
My spades cannot beat your two of hearts
And on the weekend, you'll feel a different way
Oh, but that's nothing I wanna hear from you today, my love

I'm baked, my dear, but I'm not a maniac, yeah
Don't have a heart attack
You think I'm going mad, that's fine
I think I should make a move
'Cuz I've got nothing to lose
I've played this part all my life
And now I'm ready to go



Credits
Writer(s): Richard Cardiel Iii
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