We roll in every summer
When there's strength in our numbers
And your breath's hot and gross
But I kiss you like a lover
Like stick to the seats of the cars of mongerito
I forget the mallets from the lessons that I went to
And Jamie picks fights
But the weekends short lived
Because no one can be bothered
When it's humid like this
And we roll in every summer
Like it's shameful to be underneath the ceiling
Or a roof truck come out
And steal our thunder

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