Like Colleen’s summer emotional fling.

Only, it’s not summer anymore. And there are no emotions involved.

Wait.

Is one night considered a fling?

Oh well. Lemme just sing Lady Gaga’s Summer Boy.

1-2-3

Nowhere yah were going no where fast
Maybe this time I’ll be yours and you’ll be mine
C-c-c-crazy get your ass in my bed
Maybe you’ll be just my summer boyfriend, summer boy

Let’s get lost; you can take me home, somewhere nice
We can be alone
Bikini tops comin o-o-off
Don’t be sad when the sun goes down
You’ll wake up and i’m not around
I’ve got to go oh oh oh
We’ll still have the summer after all

Sometimes you might start a fight
But i’m happy, pretending were all right
Sunglasses cover up my green eyes
My martini glistens yeah
While checking out other guys
Summer boys

Let’s get lost; you can take me home, somewhere nice
We can be alone
Bikini tops comin o-o-off
Don’t be sad when the sun goes down
You’ll wake up and i’m not around
I’ve got to go oh oh oh
We’ll still have the summer after all

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*Colleen is a friend who fell in love with her summer boy.

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listening to: Lady Gaga – Summer Boy

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