Three's A Charm: Dat's Right

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The Drama Summer

We could wait for the wind to blow
or give me a look so cold
It gives me chills
And ends the summer war
My eyes roll(my eyes roll)
Around and over and again

Falling down, dizzy with sun stroke
I'll be there
And I'll try to identify,
try to look through the gray skies in your eyes
I'll pick up everything you left behind

Cross your fingers, and pray for winter
I'll be there
Painting the town your favorite color

Guess I'll call or see you around, yeah (x8)
Painting the town your favorite color.