Lirik Lagu Summer Of '89 - Drowning Fish
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Summer of '89School got outAnd summer arrivedWe kicked things off with a water fightThere we wereJust a moment in timeLooking backIt was the time of our livesIt was a summer made of dreamsAnd it had just begun
Sunrise woke me with a beautiful songA brand new day in a beautiful worldRan through the backyard's cool morning shadowsMy friends next door would meet me by the wallOur lives as free as a fantasyWide awake in a dream
It was the summer of funAnd you know that's what we hadIt was the summer to whichI will always look backWe were kids growing upWalking a straight pathHaving the times of our livesIn the summer of '89
The doors to my dad's store closed for goodFilled the fridge with candyWho drank all the Yoo-hooSang along to Pirate RadioPretended I was a DJ as I taped the songsI still laugh thinking when my cousin said, “Women are all like snakes”
We packed our bags and flew to WashingtonMy cousin's wedding, family reunionAnother plane, we're off to MontrealRoad trip with Zou Zou to Niagara FallsRichard Marx woke us to, “Right Here Waiting For You”
It was the summer of funAnd you know that's what we hadIt was the summer to whichI will always look backWe were kids growing upWalking a straight pathHaving the times of our livesIn the summer of '89
I remember the late night barbequesSpin the bottle in the family roomPicking peaches from our yard of fruitsYou sang La Bamba and I yelled “Shut Up!”Tied a string to a beetle, watched it fly like a kiteI liked to tape record everyday life
It was the summer of funAnd you know that's what we hadIt was the summer to whichI will always look backWe were kids growing upWalking a straight pathHaving the times of our livesIn the summer of '89
Sunrise woke me with a beautiful songA brand new day in a beautiful worldRan through the backyard's cool morning shadowsMy friends next door would meet me by the wallOur lives as free as a fantasyWide awake in a dream
It was the summer of funAnd you know that's what we hadIt was the summer to whichI will always look backWe were kids growing upWalking a straight pathHaving the times of our livesIn the summer of '89
The doors to my dad's store closed for goodFilled the fridge with candyWho drank all the Yoo-hooSang along to Pirate RadioPretended I was a DJ as I taped the songsI still laugh thinking when my cousin said, “Women are all like snakes”
We packed our bags and flew to WashingtonMy cousin's wedding, family reunionAnother plane, we're off to MontrealRoad trip with Zou Zou to Niagara FallsRichard Marx woke us to, “Right Here Waiting For You”
It was the summer of funAnd you know that's what we hadIt was the summer to whichI will always look backWe were kids growing upWalking a straight pathHaving the times of our livesIn the summer of '89
I remember the late night barbequesSpin the bottle in the family roomPicking peaches from our yard of fruitsYou sang La Bamba and I yelled “Shut Up!”Tied a string to a beetle, watched it fly like a kiteI liked to tape record everyday life
It was the summer of funAnd you know that's what we hadIt was the summer to whichI will always look backWe were kids growing upWalking a straight pathHaving the times of our livesIn the summer of '89
