Where she found her peace Your mom got a summer house Where she barely sleeps Your first love was the poolboy Mine was yours to blame Some things you never choose boy They just stay the same ♪ You're like the sweetest figs The sweetest fix Picture this My finger tips touch your lips Crushing time You're not wasting mine I'm here for you But baby you got a Summer house
Summer house ♪ Summer house Summer house Misty blue and the lilac too I would scale the Himalayas for you Your rock hard, Emerald I'm here for you But baby you got a Summer house Summer house Summer house Summer house