Summer Breaking - Mark Ronson, Kevin Parker


Driving through Ghosttown
Metal horses a thousand feet high
Orange sky
Pulling your top down
In the back of some prettyboy's ride
You get high

Empty as .44 clips
Cargo ships, teen zombies ghost-riding their whips
See how they play

You're always summer breaking
Running wild in the street after dark
You're always summer breaking
Hanging out with the boys in the park
Summer is gone
You're gonna need someone
To break your fall

Give him a haircut
In the old kitchen chair in your yard
Saint Delilah
He thinks you care
Does he know you're too bright and too hard
Like a diamond

Play your game
Play him the way you played me
Be the girl you pretend to pretend not to be
See how they play

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