Sunday's Best - Indian Summer Lyrics
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Indian Summer
Indian Summer Lyrics |
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What Are The Lyrics For Indian Summer By Sunday's Best?
I can't believe he's such a sore loser,
Maybe someday you'll learn that 'coffee is for closers Raise up the glass and toast the mother f---er, Just move along. How did you get that brusie up on your shoulder? You are so Sisyphus Just pushing on your boulder Someday you'll take a break When you're older you just move along I had a dream her teeth were butter-colored and they crumbled to dust as she kissed her former lover So I severed his hands and glued them to her Mother Just glued them on Just what is it about Indian Summer? Makes a promise, then steals the chance of gentle winter Maybe I'm just a sucker for the colors That just move along? |
Who Wrote Indian Summer By Sunday's Best?
Kelly Jones
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