Grease Song Lyrics Summer Lovin Novels & Stories

~ If only tonight, If this is all I got, If I can't have your love, I won't get back up this time. If only tonight, I'll race you to the sun, before the morning comes, if I can change your mind. It's only tonight, and tomorrow you're gone, and we're just a song, singing along...~ Music blasted on the speakers. She sang along with the song, driving down the gravelly road. The wind rushed in through the open windows, blowing her auburn hair around. The road was surrounded by a thick forest on either side.

Tell me quick what to do. Rachel: Shower and bathe every crevice in your body and douse yourself with that jasmine scent you love. He'll love it when he peels you out of your clothes. Wear one of your tank tops so he can get an eyeful of your cleavage and have a hell of a time. Oh and wear your hair loose. Autumn bit her lip, hesitant to voice the fear she'd pushed back. But if she couldn't ask practical Rachel, who then? Autumn: What if my age turns him off? I don't think he knows how old I am, really.

“Cut the bullshit. We both know you’re not capable of falling in love. That’s like asking you to climb Everest without oxygen.” Before I can respond, a bright pink G-Wagon rolls up the driveway and stops right in front of us. The door swings open. Summer steps out in a tiny leather skirt and a leopard-print top that barely contains her tits. Her long blonde hair flows down her back as she pulls off her sunglasses. “Babeee!” She squeals, rushing straight at me. She leaps into my arms, wrapping herself around me like a damn vine. “I’ve missed you soooo much!”

It’s not the same song, it can’t be! Yeah, our first date, girl, the seasons changed It got washed away in a summer rain You can’t undo a fall like this ’Cause love don’t know what distance is The damn lyrics I’d tried so hard to forget filled my ears, and I froze. That song was blaring loud and clear from the old stereo. I wanna be scared, don’t wanna know why I wanna feel good, don’t have to be right The world makes all kinds of rules for love I say you gotta let it do what it does

And by the way before you go I'd like to say I love you so if it's goodbye maybe for good I will not cry maybe I should and I I love you so Oh how this year has slipped away we shed no tears so why today and all this time has made me feel love is no crime and love is real and I Ooh! and I love you so and I ooh I love you so Remember me when you're far away I'll remember you no matter where I stay And by the way before you go I like to say I love you so and all this time has made me feel love is no crime and love is real maybe I should and I I ooh I love you I ooh I love you so

Every thought hit a dead end before it could become real. I pressed my back harder against the cold wall, forcing myself to breathe slowly. The air smelled stale, heavy with fear and sweat. Time passed slowly, dragging itself forward. Then the door slammed open. “Wakey, wakey, my lovelies!” a man’s voice rang out, loud and mocking. “Big day today.” The girls jerked awake instantly, panic flashing across their faces. “It’s time to show off those pretty faces,” he continued, grinning cruelly. “You’re going to make us a lot of money tonight.”

He had changed clothes into something more comfortable as well and looked relaxed; his white tee shirt and obvious bulge through his grey sweatpants made him look clean and pure; he still smelled good, refreshed even. “First off, this is not just Ron Isley, it’s the Isley Brothers on this particular song which secondly, lets me know you don’t know jack about that good old, old school love making, good feeling, good times, groove music. This is what my mama would call a dusty!” “I can’t know as much as you especially with your old ass choice of words, talking about grooving and not knowing jack. Is that Edily in there talking or her mom?”

She was sat looking awkward, twisting a strand of her hair around her finger, now looking like she didn’t want to join in with conversations, her aqua eyes almost glazed over, staring off into the distance, I could hear her quietly singing along to the words of Summer of 69 that was currently playing in the bar. She seemed to know each word, making me smile, had to say I knew them too, one of the many songs played frequently at our family BBQs growing up. Fond memories flooded my brain of family members both past and present in my parents back garden, all laughing and joking while my dad and my grandad manned the grill, music playing loudly as kids played around……..wow, not sure where that c

The song was starting so I had to sing. 🎵Weight of the world on your shoulders.🎵 🎵 I'll kiss your waist and ease your mind.🎵 🎵I must be favored to know you🎵 🎵I take my hands and trace your lines🎵 Eve giggled loudly and blushed. 🎵Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday Thursday, Friday, Saturday Sunday (a week).🎵 🎵Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday Thursday Friday Saturday Sunday (a week).🎵

**** **SONG SEQUENCE STARTS** **** [From the breaking of the day to the middle of the night From the breaking of the day to the middle of the night From the breaking of the day to the middle of the night From the breaking of the day to the middle of the night Summertime and I'm caught in the feeling Getting high and I'm up on the ceiling I don't know what you're doing in New York All I know is you ain't on my bedroom floor I'm seeing you undressed in my room