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    "Indian Summer" Lyrics

    Sunday's Best

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    I can't believe he's such a sore loser,
    "maybe someday you'll learn that 'coffee is for closers.'"
    Raise up the glass and toast the motherf---er,
    "just move along."

    How did you get that brusie up on your shoulder?
    You are so "Sisyphus." Just pushing on your boulder.
    Someday you'll take a break.
    When you're older you just move along.

    I had a dream her teeth were butter-colored
    and they crumbled to dust as she kissed her former lover.
    So I severed his hands and glued them to her Mother.
    Just glued them on.

    Just what is it about Indian Summer?
    Makes a promise, then steals the chance of gentle winter.
    Maybe I'm just a sucker for the colors
    that just move along?
    This song was submitted on December 5th, 2005 and last modified on October 18th, 2016.
    Thanks to brilliantlydull for the contribution to this song.
    Copyright with Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group.
    Written by Thomas Francis Brown, Michael Leslie Jones.
    Lyrics licensed by LyricFind.

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