Losers

Sumertime rolls

Losers
Fell into a sea of grass
And disappeared among the shady blades
Children all ran over me
Screaming tag
You are the one

He trips her as her sandals fail
She says, stop - I'm a girl
Whose fingernails are made
Of a mother's pearl

Yellow buttercup
Helicopters
Orange bittercat
Chasing after the crazy bee
Mad about somebody, oh no

Me and my girlfriend
Don't wear no shoes
Her nose is painted pepper-sunlight

She loves me
I mean it's serious, as serious can be
Well she sings a song
And I listen to what it says
Well if you want a friend
Feed any animal

There's so much space
I could cut me a piece
With some fine wine
It brought peace to my mind
In the summertime
And it rolled

Summer
Oh
Oh, oh, oh, summertime rolls

Me and my girlfriend
Don't wear no clothes, you know
Her nose is painted pepper-sunlight
I love her, I mean it's oh-so serious
As serious can be

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