Indian Summer Songtext
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Indian Summer Songtext
Hey, this is the afternoon
Of the day before
I′m your little matador
Calling out
I thought I heard something there
Take my time
Gotta learn not to push too hard
No one knows
It's a delicate situation, boy
But I′m gonna get it right
After all, summer sometimes will preempt the fall
I know what you want, but I don't care
The Indian Summer rules
I know what you want, but I don't care
The Indian Summer rules
You′re waiting for the fall
You′re waiting for the leaves turn red
'Cause that′s your time to charge
Until then it's alright
To be your pawn
Hey, I hope you′re not sick of me
Please don't close the door
On your little matador
Calling out
I thought I heard a distress call
Take my time
I don′t think I have a choice
No one knows
Maybe I should be running with the bulls
I don't want to trip and fall
Trample me, hopelessly mixing metaphors
'Cause I know what you want, but I don′t care
The Indian Summer rules
I know what you want, but I don′t care
The Indian Summer rules
You're waiting for the fall
You′re waiting for the leaves turn red
'Cause that′s your time to charge
Until then it's alright
To be your pawn
Of the day before
I′m your little matador
Calling out
I thought I heard something there
Take my time
Gotta learn not to push too hard
No one knows
It's a delicate situation, boy
But I′m gonna get it right
After all, summer sometimes will preempt the fall
I know what you want, but I don't care
The Indian Summer rules
I know what you want, but I don't care
The Indian Summer rules
You′re waiting for the fall
You′re waiting for the leaves turn red
'Cause that′s your time to charge
Until then it's alright
To be your pawn
Hey, I hope you′re not sick of me
Please don't close the door
On your little matador
Calling out
I thought I heard a distress call
Take my time
I don′t think I have a choice
No one knows
Maybe I should be running with the bulls
I don't want to trip and fall
Trample me, hopelessly mixing metaphors
'Cause I know what you want, but I don′t care
The Indian Summer rules
I know what you want, but I don′t care
The Indian Summer rules
You're waiting for the fall
You′re waiting for the leaves turn red
'Cause that′s your time to charge
Until then it's alright
To be your pawn
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