Seems a little
hard to say
Don't think
I ever had
a better day
Right hand's
got a Stella
gonna bust
acapella till
the beats away
Seems a little
hard to speak
Don't think
I ever had
a better week
Left hand's
got a shot
gotta know
when to stop
before I
Lose my beat
And I'm
losing track
of time
This kinda
feeling's hard
to find
And if I
just stay
just another day
maybe all
my problems
will be
blown away
By the cool
drift of
summer breeze
Another summer
blowing through
the trees
And it's
perfect degrees
only twenty
to three
I guess
summer's getting
through to me
So I sing
Du du du du
du du du
du du du
du du du
Du du du du
du du du
du du du
du du du
Du du du du
du du du
du du du
du du du
Du du du du
du du du
du du du
du du du
Seems a little
hard to leave
If I could
just stay to
Christmas Eve
Oh maybe
I would
lie on
the grass
as the summer
rolls past
Strumming
my guitar
for weeks
Oh it seems
a little
hard to say
Don't think
I ever wanna
walk away
Oh maybe
I would
stay for days
In this
lazy place
I'd walk away
when the
weather changed
And if I
am losing
track of time
Before I
know it
it be
ten to nine
And I'll
be thinking
I wish
I never wishes
I could stay
here till
Christmas time
But I'll
be dreaming
of tomorrow
Complicated
I don't
think so
Cus I'll
be back at
the same time
Singing the
same lines
Using the
same rhymes
yeah
I'll be singing
Du du du du
du du du
du du du
du du du
Du du du du
du du du
du du du
du du du
Oh
Seems a little
hard to say
Don't think
I ever had
a better day
Yeah
Seems a little
hard to speak
Don't think
I ever had
a better week
Oh
Seems a little
hard to leave
Maybe Tuesday
is Christmas Eve
Oh
Seems a little
hard to say
hard to say
hard to say
But I never had
a better day