Nick's House letra

Pull up to your porch lights
Laughing 'bout the long ride
And on the static stereo
We've been blasting though the speakers are blown
Whisper through your side gate
Inside jokes for conversations
Drop a match on the gas
I won't feel how many hours pass

These familiar nights are the summertime, summertime
I don't mind them, no, I feel fine and I know
These familiar nights are the summertime
Midnight dips by fire light, oh
I don't mind them, no, I feel fine and I know
The year will drag slow

All the other girls were crackerjacks
And were sicker than the inside prize packs
Comparing all your teenage dreams
They're collective and were 1983
Valleyhood of empty streets
Ridin' the whip getting high on speed
Didn't think my mind would let be so free
I'd forgotten all the things I'm trying to be

These familiar nights are the summertime, summertime, oh
I don't mind them, no, I feel fine and I know, oh
These familiar nights are the summertime, oh
I don't mind them, no, I feel fine and I know
The year will drag slow

I hope no one knows where it is we go
Others only tarnish, these nights are gold
And as the year drags slow
And the Sun turns cold
I know

These familiar nights are the summertime, oh
I don't mind them, no, I feel fine and I know, oh
These familiar nights are the summertime
I don't mind them, no, I feel fine and I know
The year will drag slow

Eva B. Ross - Letras

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