Letra de The Courtship Of Summer Preasley

Chauffer driven chevrolet, and castle in the dunes. Pink dom perignon champaigne, exquisit afternoon. Silver child with golden smile, so carelessly aloof. The looks, the brains, the accolades, I bet she models too. You have caught yourself, well, not a minute too soon. Cause I had fallen for your spell, and would've followed through. Why would you open up to me that way? I've got my own issues too. Why would you open up to me that way? Is small talk too hard for you? She had the saddest fucken' story (about her dad) And it was bumming me out Poor little rich girl, poor little rich girl Bumming me out You have caught yourself, well, not a minute too soon. Cause I had fallen for your spell, and would've followed through. She had the saddest fucken' story (about her dad) And it was bumming me out Poor little rich girl, poor little rich girl Bumming me out