Luyện nghe bài hát Popsicles

Indian summer, how much can I take?
I'm begging for the heat to
My throat is parched, my is red
Fan on my face in a sweat-soaked bed

is a daydream from when I was young
Backpacks, bonfires, in the sun
Crickets and beneath the moon
Sneaking upstairs to my

If I take back just one thing
I'd to the last day of spring
You held my hand and it hard
We walked until the got dark
me some new book to read
Sayin' I hope you find you need
And just like that we're the
Just like my fever started

And the green grass turned to
The sky filled with a
We thought we freedom
But what we got were dog days
And our lonely are lazy
Sipping a stranger's kiss
for a body
We'll take we can get

Day weekend, 90 degrees
A bottle of between my knees
A smoke, a sigh, a glance
not the type to ask me to dance
Not the type to hold my
But he played in some famous band
An empty pool, we both take a
We that party for a drive

But his hands are sandpaper
His are dark and dull
Months of dehydration have taken their toll
And our tangled tighten
As we're out and in
He leaves the traffic
And I'm burning up

And I'm when he leaves me
I love, love me not
Popsicle to my
I'm so hot

And I'm forever
About the air that hangs
Waftin' around my
I can't down

Indian summer, how much can I take?
waiting for...
The to break