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Şarkı Sözleri Lemon gin, corn fields plowed under Cigarettes, Southern Comfort With your friends behind the bleachers It's not this dance, hes gonna be there In the high school gym And its almost summer Almost warm enough to swim Backyards are waiting Hes got your name Hes got your number Hes got your name Hes got your number The sun sets across the parking lot Walking cool with your friends Before the ready cops Even know youre innocent The night is waiting Here he comes Youre a little nervous Here he comes Well, youre getting up the courage, yeah The music sucks But hes your salvation Cherry lip gloss You know what hes tasting, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah Youre in his car getting high Pair of fuzzy dice by the dashboard light Super toke, gets smoke in his eye Your head is swimming With the anticipation And suddenly youre puking out the door With your pants around your knees But hes a nice boy So he drops you on your street You cant believe it, looks like you blew it Hes got your name Hes got your number Hes driving away Oh, what a bummer, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah So you stumble home But you dont quite make it You wake up on the lawn Of your next door neighbors The sun is warm Its almost summer, yeah Its almost summer, yeah Its almost summer, yeah Its almost summer, yeah Its almost summer, yeah Its almost summer, yeah Its almost summer, yeah Its almost summer, yeah It's