Summer Time - the Roughest Time Songtext

von Jenny Wilson

Books oh books along a dusty road
Take to the right, right after the sign you'll find me there
My nose is bleeding from rubbing it into books
I'm working hard on an intellectual look

Got a piece of paper to put poetry upon
But I'd rather write a crib so I can cheat
Come on!

I've slept more films than I have seen
I've talked about dreams that I never ever dreamed, yeah
I've slept more films than I have seen
I've talked about dreams that I never ever dreamed

Then the summer comes
Hey, ain't that the roughest time of roughest times
Sun bleached hair
No matter what you've just got to have fun
And fall in love
Got to meet a boy to fall in love with quick
With a dazzling smile
No matter what, you've better not ask why

Love's like viper but I can't resist
To sip that poison, lick my lips, bite my finger tips
My head's fallin' off
It's rolling away, am I astray?
Head, wait for me!

Summertime's the roughest time
Everybody's telling me how easy things become
Summertime's the roughest time
Everybody's telling me how easy things become

Then the summer comes
Hey, ain't that the roughest time of roughest times
Sun bleached hair
No matter what, you've just got to have fun

And fall in love
Got to meet a boy to fall in love with quick
With a dazzling smile
No matter what, you've better not ask why...