Summertime Somethin
Summer means nothing
Subtly loving on you
Dear summertime something
Last summer means nothing to who
Me or you?
You were my summertime something
Yeah, you came out the oven
Sweet like a muffin
You can be my summertime boo
Or maybe that summer means nothing too
When I met you on a Friday
Had me driving in reverse on the wrong side of the highway
If I may take you back to my place
Then run it back again till the summer ends baby
Mm, I was trippin when I saw him with you
Had me crossing my "I"s (eyes)
And dotting my "T"s (tees)
Now I'm wearing tie dies
And reading blurred lines
But summer means nothing
Dear summertime something
Last summer means nothing new
But ever since you left that feeling keeps rushing
You'll forever be my summertime boo
Times two, I could use a round two with you
Dear summertime something
Hope I get around to you
Girl, I'm bound to you
Last summer was nothing
But humming sweet nothings to you
Dear summertime something
Think about the summer when you're harvesting pumpkins, boo
Yeah, you were my summertime something
Yeah you came out the oven
Sweet like a muffin
You could be my summertime boo
'Cause baby it ain't summer till the summer has you
Subtly loving on you
Dear summertime something
Last summer means nothing to who
Me or you?
You were my summertime something
Yeah, you came out the oven
Sweet like a muffin
You can be my summertime boo
Or maybe that summer means nothing too
When I met you on a Friday
Had me driving in reverse on the wrong side of the highway
If I may take you back to my place
Then run it back again till the summer ends baby
Mm, I was trippin when I saw him with you
Had me crossing my "I"s (eyes)
And dotting my "T"s (tees)
Now I'm wearing tie dies
And reading blurred lines
But summer means nothing
Dear summertime something
Last summer means nothing new
But ever since you left that feeling keeps rushing
You'll forever be my summertime boo
Times two, I could use a round two with you
Dear summertime something
Hope I get around to you
Girl, I'm bound to you
Last summer was nothing
But humming sweet nothings to you
Dear summertime something
Think about the summer when you're harvesting pumpkins, boo
Yeah, you were my summertime something
Yeah you came out the oven
Sweet like a muffin
You could be my summertime boo
'Cause baby it ain't summer till the summer has you
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Writer(s): Matthew April
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