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  • I know where the summer goes
    When you're having no fun
    When you're under the thumb
    I know where the summer dwells
    If your underarm smells
    And your kitchen looks like hell
    I know where the summer goes
    If you're scraping a pot
    And your head is hot
    Put your head down
    Put your thumbs up girl
    With the smell of hot desk
    And the glitter of your step
    He was right
    He's the upcoming guru of the city
    No one told the city councillors
    I know, you can tell me again
    I've got my mobile phone
    Full of silicon chips
    No one likes a smart arse
    But I've seen a pattern emerge
    I will race you up the hill
    Where the boy
    Who made records out of postcard messages
    And flowering cherries rain on kids like you
    Look twice at the kid with the crimped
    And overheated hair
    They ran a book on his looks
    Odds on was the noble pose and
    The denim hard riff of the Irish Troubadour
    But the boy came from nowhere to
    Steal the hearts of lassies
    In the lavvies of the club tonight
  • [00:23.53]I know where the summer goes
    [00:28.40]When you're having no fun
    [00:30.78]When you're under the thumb
    [00:34.94]I know where the summer dwells
    [00:39.02]If your underarm smells
    [00:42.00]And your kitchen looks like hell
    [00:52.07]I know where the summer goes
    [00:56.08]If you're scraping a pot
    [00:58.80]And your head is hot
    [01:02.35]Put your head down
    [01:04.52]Put your thumbs up girl
    [01:06.00]With the smell of hot desk
    [01:10.74]And the glitter of your step
    [01:15.62]He was right
    [01:16.93]He's the upcoming guru of the city
    [01:22.51]No one told the city councillors
    [01:32.89]I know, you can tell me again
    [01:37.22]I've got my mobile phone
    [01:39.76]Full of silicon chips
    [01:44.24]No one likes a smart arse
    [01:48.08]But I've seen a pattern emerge
    [01:51.41]I will race you up the hill
    [01:56.75]Where the boy
    [01:58.24]Who made records out of postcard messages
    [02:03.61]And flowering cherries rain on kids like you
    [02:40.28]Look twice at the kid with the crimped
    [02:44.58]And overheated hair
    [02:47.07]They ran a book on his looks
    [02:51.05]Odds on was the noble pose and
    [02:56.27]The denim hard riff of the Irish Troubadour
    [03:04.45]But the boy came from nowhere to
    [03:08.07]Steal the hearts of lassies
    [03:11.28]In the lavvies of the club tonight