Letra de August Green

This song is for my friend in summer time Dog days in' 99 or' 98 You werw the only person saving "GREAT" to my song As the days are kind of bored Music is getting Special More than anything Since you moved to River Side Lately no one takes my ride Smells like summer time is coming soon, Summer time... Every day, Every day, Every day Played the Music and feel so free With the Music Oh, My joy for world, ever more! Whit the music