It's 85 degrees in San Francisco. I don't care what anyone says I'm spending the majority of the day as naked as possible with a cold beer in my hand. It's too hot to be bothered with anything else except good music and a few smokes.
My girlfriend is better than yours. I know people don't like to hear that, but it's true. She does things that you wish yours would and treats me like a king everyday. I'm lucky to have such a woman. So this song is just for her.
If you hadn't noticed the old sounds that I grew up with are creeping back out of my psyche and reminding me of my childhood. This song in particular reminds me of 7th grade dances and drinking punch that isn't spiked. Back in the days when obsessive crushes lead to notes left taped to lockers and giggles in the hallway.
That sweet, innocent love that was so scary and new became a jaded figment in a lot of our minds. We forgot that feeling of our first kiss, our first admission to the one we would swoon over and admire, and the butterflys that swelled in our stomach every time we would hold hands with that one.
RAC really takes my head back on this one. You can check out his other work
Cheers.
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