Is she looking straight at me
Or is it my imagination
Some kind of illusion or prestidigitation
I cross the room to a standing ovation
A hesitation at my sudden invitation
Ill be an engine to your caboose
Two legs hypotanuse
Come on baby put me to use
Dont vamoose
Away,
Dont say that goodtimes are over
Away,
Dont tell me the summers over
The smell of the lawn makes you flop down on it
The summertime car has the top down on it
Damn genuine girl pulling ? ? ?
Shes american as 3.1416
Hand on my throttle
Leave the city behind
Theres not a lot in the bottle
Not a lot on my mind
Away
Dont say that goodtimes are over
Away
Dont say that the summers over
Away
You are my personal miracle
I fell for all of your charms
I worship you like an eastern godess
The one with all the arms
Little problems in this world
But none of them are mine
Whisper me your life story
Baby yes, yes
Were killing time
Away
Dont say that good times are over
Away
Dont tell me the summers over
Away