Single For The Summer

The new year's getting older, the February roses are withered away

The sun keeps getting closer, sinking a little slower everyday

Ooh it's getting louder at the lights, music clashing in the street

Moon shining on the parking lot dolls

Tanned legs in the night, sliding out of the sea, stilettos at the crosswalk

I graduated but every year in May I get that schools out feeling

I feel it creeping in every day and on weekends and I'm drowning in the freedom

Blame it on the bikinis, party girls, and martinis and the sunshine

Private school daughters that never go underwater keeping their hair just right

I know in September, I'm gonna remember how much I loved her

I'm single for the su-uh-uh, single for the summer

I've gone off the deep end, company I'm keeping is messing me up

The good girls at home sleeping, while I'm out creeping 'til the sun comes up

Ooh I've got my phone faced down, and my hair combed back

Riding round getting good at the game

Saying the wrong things right, chasing midtown girls holding hands and forgetting their names

I graduated but every year in May I get that school's out feeling

So I wanna leave and pretend that I'm not a cheater and I can't help leaving

Blame it on the bikinis, party girls, and martinis and the sunshine

Private school daughters that never go underwater keeping their hair just right

I know in September, I'm gonna remember how much I love her

I'm single for the su-uh-uh, single for the summer

Ooh ooh

All of these pretty young thangs (pretty young thangs)

Can make you forget a goodbye set (pretty young thangs)

Trying to make a good guy bad

Blame it on the bikinis, party girls, and martinis and the sunshine

Private school daughters that never go underwater keeping their hair just right

I know in September, I'm gonna remember how much I love her

I'm single for the su-uh-uh, single for the summer

I'm single for the su-uh-uh, single for the summer

Why do I love all of these city girls

Why do I love all of these city girls

Why do I love all of these city girls with pretty eyes

Down on the money and broken hearted rich girls, the debutantes, the small town runaways

All dolled up at the bar, with debit cards, they don't know how pretty they are

City girls, city girls

Kissing in the daylight

Oh

Kissing in the daylight

Daylight, kissing in the daylight

Kissing in the daylight

Kissing in the daylight