Taking Back Sunday Lyrics

4. Summer, Man

Yeah!

I played dead, immersed in that 
Technicoloured kind of black and white type
Counting one to seven through the roof
If my lady only knew how high 
I am, I am tonight

I crack open the safe myself, now
Forty-five, twenty-two, June until September,
Three months 'til December.

The summer is over
And I doubt, I doubt 
I'll be seeing you around.
I'll be seeing you around.

'Cause I ain't working for you anymore,
No, I ain't working for you anymore,
So go prove to the world 
What you already proved
That you just couldn't do on your own.

Let's have a talk about the good times
Boy, you were always giving in
Let's have a talk about the good times
Boy, you were only giving in

The summer is over
And I doubt, I doubt 
I'll be seeing you around.
I'll be seeing you around.
The summer is over
And I doubt, I doubt 
I'll be seeing you around.
I'll be seeing you around.

Let's have a talk about the good times
Boy, you were always giving in
Let's have a talk about the good times
Boy, you were only giving in to...

The summer is over
And I doubt, I doubt 
I'll be seeing you around.
I'll be seeing you around.
The summer is over
And I doubt, I doubt 
I'll be seeing you around.
I'll be seeing you around.
The summer is over
And I doubt, I doubt 
I'll be seeing you around.
I'll be seeing you around.
The summer is over
And I doubt, I doubt 
I'll be seeing you around.
I'll be seeing you around.

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