* Summertime, and the livings easy Bradley's on the microphone with Ras M.G
All the people in the dance will agree That we're well-qualified to represent the L.B.C
Me, me and Louie, we gon' run to the party And dance to the rhythm, it gets harder
Me and my girl, we got this relationship I love her so bad, but she treats me like shit
On lock-down like a penitentiary She spreads her loving all over
And when she gets home, there's none left for me
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Oh, take this veil from off my eyes My burning sun will, some day, rise
So, what am I gonna be doing for a while? Said, I'm gonna play with myself
Show them how we come off the shelf
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Evil, we've come to tell you that she's evil, most definitely
Evil, ornery, scandalous and evil, most definitely The tension, it's getting hotter
I'd like to hold her head underwater Summertime
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