It's summertime and you're in your red shorts
Picking cigarette butts off of the floor
Daddy told me just to stay away
But you came back for more
Falling up this staircase
While you're strolling towards me
Wearing truth with rolled up sleeves
And after summer it's you
I wish I heard it from you
You sure have an awful way to say that I don't love you
The truth doesn't care to be cruel or rude
And I never wanted this
And all he wanted was fists
I think I'm too old for this
I'm too f*cking old for this
And every word of it's true
That after summer it's you
Condado - Red Shorts Lyrics
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It's summertime and you're in your red shorts
Picking cigarette butts off of the floor
Daddy told me just to stay away
But you came back for more
Falling up this staircase
While you're strolling towards me
Wearing truth with rolled up sleeves
And after summer it's you
I wish I heard it from you
You sure have an awful way to say that I don't love you
The truth doesn't care to be cruel or rude
And I never wanted this
And all he wanted was fists
I think I'm too old for this
I'm too f*cking old for this
And every word of it's true
That after summer it's you
Picking cigarette butts off of the floor
Daddy told me just to stay away
But you came back for more
Falling up this staircase
While you're strolling towards me
Wearing truth with rolled up sleeves
And after summer it's you
I wish I heard it from you
You sure have an awful way to say that I don't love you
The truth doesn't care to be cruel or rude
And I never wanted this
And all he wanted was fists
I think I'm too old for this
I'm too f*cking old for this
And every word of it's true
That after summer it's you
Writer: Birdie Velazquez, Kevin Benitez
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