Grease Song Lyrics Summer Lovin の小説・ストーリー

**** **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

When I wake up, think of you again You are my homie, lover and friend Exactly why You light me up inside Like the 4th of July Whenever you're around I always seem to smile And people ask me how Well you're the reason why I'm dancing in the mirror And singing in the shower La-da-dee, la-da-da, la-da-da Singing in the shower La-da-dee, la-da-da, la-da-da Singing in the shower All I want, all I need is your lovin' Baby, you make me hot like an oven Since you came you know what I discovered? Baby, I don't need me another No, no all I know (Know) Only you got me feelin' so (So) And you know that I got to have ya And I don't plan to let you go Think of you when I'm goin' to bed When I wake up, thi

This time I joined him. Lovin' you is easy 'cause you're beautiful Makin' love with you is all I wanna do Lovin' you is more than just a dream come true And everything that I do is out of lovin' you La la la la la la la la la la la la la la la Do do do do do No one else can make me feel The colors that you bring Stay with me while we grow old And we will live each day in springtime 'Cause lovin' you has made my life so beautiful

I asked not wanting to sit alone beside Ivy. Besides, the front seat is wide enough to occupy the two of us. "Of course, father answered." I was expecting that we would be silent at the whole ride just like this morning especially that Ivy is here, but we were all so loud singing along at the car's music. The three of us were singing along to a music that we don't know the lyrics of until we get the hang of it. The car windows are open letting the wind barge right into our face. Ivy is silent at the back looking out of place and dad didn't notice her. He was so focused at our smiling faces and spending the rest of the ride with us.

“I’ll try to refrain from doing so.” “Good,” I say, slipping into the leather seat. “Because I can’t drive.” He shuts my door, and I buckle in. He gets in the driver’s side a few seconds later. “So, where are we going?” I ask. He puts his seat belt on. “You hungry?” he asks me. “Sure. I could eat.” He turns the engine on, and the radio comes on in the middle of Don Henley’s “The Boys of Summer.” “I love this song,” I tell him. “It reminds me of...summer.”

"In your eyes, there's a heavy blue One to love, and one to lose Sweet divine, a heavy truth Water or wine, don't make me choose I wanna feel the way that we did that summer night, night Drunk on a feeling, alone with the stars in the sky I've been running through the jungle I've been running with the wolves To get to you, to get to you I've been down the darkest alleys Saw the dark side of the moon To get to you, to get to you I've looked for love in every stranger Took too much to ease the anger All for you, yeah, all for you

My love is yours if you're willing to take it Give me your heart 'cause I ain't gonna break it So come away, starting today Start a new life, together in a different place We know that love is how these ideas came to be So baby, run away, away with me Seventeen and we got a dream to have a family A house and everything in between And then, oh, suddenly we turned twenty-three Now we got pressure for taking our life more seriously We got our dead-end jobs and got bills to pay Have old friends and know our enemies Now I, I'm thinking back to when I was young Back to the day when I was falling in love He used to meet me on the Eastside In the city where the sun don't set And every day you know w

“Alright. I’ll sing one song with you!” “Oooh, come on!” I followed her up to the stage, where I watched her scroll through the songs before she let out a loud squeal as she excitedly grabbed my arm. “Oooooh, I love this song! Can we do this one?” I immediately paled when I saw what song she chose as the lyrics started to play through me. Fuck! How accurate this song was! Becky had just turned 18 too. I nodded and she hugged me before clicking on the song and handing me a microphone. As we sang ‘Summer Nights’ by John Travolta and Olivia Newton-John my heart pounded in my chest as my thoughts turned more sinful where she was concerned. I knew they shouldn’t have, but I couldn’t help it. Thin

Wanna go home, whoa So tired of love songs, tired of love songs Tired of love songs, tired of love Just wanna go home, wanna go home Wanna go home, whoa' 'Party Trying my best to meet somebody But everybody around me's fallin' in love to our song I, I, oh I, yeah Hate it Taking the shot 'cause I can't take it But I don't think they make anything that strong So I hold on I, I, oh I, yeah' I am getting louder verse by verse. Christian laughs at me I tell him to join me and he does. 'I'm so tired of love songs, tired of love songs Tired of love songs, tired of love Just wanna go home, wanna go home Wanna go home, whoa So tired of love songs, tired of love songs Tired of love songs, tired of lov

Laura "Can you please turn the music off? It's so annoying." I blurted out, sneaking a glance at the driver. Grandfather's father driver was just like him, depressing as hell. He had been driving the car so fast even after telling him to slow down. Above that, he played some bedtime 1980s music like I want to know what love is, I'm on fire, put some sugar on me and now the careless whisper. Like what the heck? Where was his mannerism?