I got sand between my toes and beach tar on my feet And my air conditioner don't work in this late August heat I got a top forty radio song stuck in my head Can't shake it loose can't get myself out of bed And I'm tired of the TV news think I'll read a book instead
I been waitin' tables all summer at this place on the strip Bustin' all kinds of business for two bucks and tips I got a long list of reasons and a very short fuse A half pack of cigarettes and a room full of blues And I'm tired of these summer people with their summer tattoos
I know you don't wanna hear it but I'm telling you now 'Cause i think somebody's got to come clean About this whole thing somehow You say you were only tryin' to get yourself free Don't mean nothin' as far as i can see You ain't no better than them the way you walked out on me
I think I'm callin' it quits i think I've had enough Of people leaving their messes for me to clean up I'm gonna take a vacation go somewhere in the snow I'm tired of the sun and the top forty radio And I'm tired of these summer people Wish they'd all just go homeTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
