Summer '84 Songtext

Love used to be just a butterfly in my belly
On a summer's day till I met you
I can't remember your face
But your hair was red
The first time we looked at each other
We knew it right along it's gonna be a hard job
Writing a song about us, about summer ྐ.

We looked for the right vains and stuck the
Needle in and we made love in public toilets
But it didn't matter anyway it was June ྐ
Wasn't it so we stole for getting food and a
Shot at the right time and one day we are again
Just like the end of a one penny novel

Umberto Di Bosso É Compadres Summer '84 songtext