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In my little town We grew up playing baseball Was hoping that we could get Back on the field again Except that Frankie went to Maryland Timmy's still in town Mitch had cancer and survived But Kyle not around Pat made it to the minors While Michael's having kids Matty's burning out and well Kevin's just a dick Summertime in the city Summertime in the big old city Summertime sitting pretty Now that it's gone, give me Summertime In my little town We grew up having big dreams Was hoping that we could scream Like when we were 17 Letras de cancionesYeah, we were so naive We thought that we were gonna be the ones That would change the world But now it seems the older we become We still don't know where we're going And we don't know who we are Like our degrees in liberal arts We were doomed right from the start Summertime in the city Summertime in the big old city Summertime sitting pretty Now that it's gone, give me Summertime Ooh! Don't leave me behind Don't leave me behind Don't leave me behind Don't leave me behind I remember throwing around a baseball at MacArthur field with my dad Flash forward to a couple of years Me and my friend Erin were hanging outside the wine basket Trying to get college kids to buy us liquor It feels like the older I get, the further it becomes And it feels like I'm always gonna be chasing Summertime in the city (Don't leave me behind) Summertime in the big old city Summertime sitting pretty (Don't leave me behind) Now that it's gone, give me Summertime I know you ran away But I'm wishing you would come back Another time, another place, another life Maybe we could be together In my little town We grew up playing baseball Was hoping that we could get Back on the field again From Letras Mania