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Last days in LA you saved me baby from Strange times You catch me cooking in the kitchen, looking in To the fire Love will probably bake the burning at the stake, a step with me Under the last palm tree and Sip a little water from the dirty fountain, this'll be The sum of it all Oh, oh, oh Keep me on the tip of your tongue Oh (oh) oh It's 103 in the sun You don't know what you got Or what you want but LA's hotter Since you made me so damn low You don't know what you want Or how to stop when LA's not What you've seen in me before But I, I Blame it on the summer Yeah I, I Blame it on the summer Letras de cancionesThese nights we've been tearing are temporary, but Spit shines Surfing the current on an eighty-proof serpent, your Red eyes Love above the radar heart, riding soaked up to the nines Sitting on blocks and Every elevator in the city says it's going up When it's on the rocks and Oh (oh) oh Keep me on the tip of your tongue Oh (oh) oh It's 103 in the sun You don't know what you got Or what you want but LA's hotter Since you made me so damn low You don't know what you want Or how to stop when LA's not What you've seen in me before But I, I Blame it on the summer Yeah I, I Blame it on the summer Yeah I, I Blame it on the summer Yeah I, I Blame it on the summer From Letras Mania