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bud bronson & the good timers - summer of sass lyrics

s-ss, you drove west in your mom’s old subaru. don’t let that mile high air get the best of you. you got four-wheel drive, you’re gunna fit right in. i know denver ain’t quite new york, but we got prayer flags on every other front porch and a giant mustang from h-ll guarding the airport. summer of s-ss. good times were here to stay then gone so fast. during the week, man, i thought you were gone. until friday night you’d show up at the matchbox. then we’d walk down larimer like the city was ours. and it would end the same every single time. we’d be looking for love but we’d settle for a slice. hey man, it’s alright, we’ll just get ‘em next time. summer of s-ss. good times were here to stay then gone so fast. s-ss you came out west, p-ssed off my friends, packed up and left. it was the summer of s-ss. now looking back, i’d do it all again, i still love you man. it was the summer of s-ss

- bud bronson the good timers lyrics

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