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PURACANE lyrics : "Summertime Rolls"

Fell into a sea of grass
And disappeared amongst the shady glades
The children all run over me

Screaming tag, you are the one

He trips her up

Her sandals fail
She says stop, I'm a girl'
Her fingernails are made of a mothers' pearl


Yellow buttercup
Hellicopter

Orange buttercat
Chasing after the crazy bee
Mad about somebody oh no


Me and my girlfriend
Don't wear no shoes you know

Her nose is painted in a pepper sunlight

There was so much space

I could cut me a piece
With some fine wine
It brought peace to my mind

In the summertime
And it rolls


Summer oh oh oh
Oh oh oh
Summertime rolls


Me and my girlfriend
We don't wear no clothes you know

Her nose is painted in a pepper sunlight
I love her I mean it's oh so serious
As serious as can be


Oh well.....


She sing a song and I listen to what it says
And if you want a friend
Feed any animal oh oh oh


There was so much space
I could cut me a piece

With some fine wine
It brought peace to my mind
In summertime and it rolls


Oh oh oh
Summertime rolls


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