In the summer, in the summer
In the summer, in the summer
In the summer of ’25
We’ll be the first to feel alive
I shoot myself around the Sun
A hundred light years, just for fun
In the summer of ’25
You live so long that you never die
Riding comets just to get the high
In the summer, in the summer
In the summer, in the summer
In the summer, in the summer
In the summer, in the summеr
In the summer, in the summеr
In the summer, in the summer
In the summer, in the summer
In the summer, in the summer
In the summer, in the summer
Blast me off into the sky
Ball of smoke behind the ride
Got my love sat down beside
Follow me into the light
In the summer of ’25
You live so long that you never die
Riding comets just to get the high
In the summer, in the summer
In the summer, in the summer
In the summer, in the summer
In the summer, in the summer
In the summer, in the summer
In the summer, in the summer
In the summer, in the summer
In the summer, in the summer
In the summer, in the summer
In the summer, in the summer
In the summer, in the summer
In the summer, in the summer
In the summer, in the summer
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