Little big league

Summer wounds

Little big league
For the love of God, someone get this girl to shut up
Or else I’m leaving, I swear I’m leaving
Oh don’t you want me to stay
Like a summer dress on a wire hanger

I can not get off when you're always trying to talk
I lose the feeling, I'm lost
Oh, I know you’ll beg me to change
Like a storm curls across the bay

Eat the kids in love
(I know you're tired, but I think we need to figure this out)

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