Such a Sexy song.

The New Yorker sent me this song. Can’t seem to get it out of my head…

and now, you press right up against my lungs

see you, you whisper to me “let’s just go”

cause yeah, I’ve got bags and bags and bags
of summer-time love
yeah, I’ve got bags and bags
if you want to come

yeah, I remember just laughing my ass off with you next to me
do you remember jumping the fence, yeah from the police?
so here we go, do you remember?
do you remember?

when you took off all of your clothes
and said, “I wish I lived in sixty-four”
yeah, where we would live, and live, and live
live it this way
and you’re gonna love, love
every breath you take

yeah, I remember just laughing my ass off with you next to me
do you remember jumping the fence, yeah from the police?
yeah, so here we go, do you remember?
do you remember?

yeah all of the dirt roads and the bad jokes
and burning up our clothes, buying new phones
and you told me I was living free in my fucked up dream
yeah, I was climbing up those trees
in my ripped up jeans

and laughing my ass off with you next to me
do you remember jumping the fence, yeah from the police?
so here we go, do you remember?
do you remember?

all of the dirt roads and the bad jokes
and burning up our clothes
buying new phones….

-Lydia

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