Summertime Lady by Armac Lyrics
[Verse 1]
I've been looking for a summertime lady to lay her head on me
But that's a strange request
I should give it a rest
And I don't think it's meant to be
I have trouble with meeting people and can't be bothered to learn
Because I'm a social mess
And a God damn pest
And all I do is yearn
[Verse 2]
There's this new girl across the hall, with a vintage sort of style
And dark dyed-red hair
It's really quite unfair
The way that she makes me smile
So here I am wasting my time, while she sits right over there
I shoot a glance her way
But I cannot convey
That I would like some time to share
[Pre-Chorus]
Because I'm not sure if I will talk to her
Because I'm not that kind of guy
There's got to be so many she'd prefer
And anyway I'm much too shy
[Chorus]
And she's so hipster chic
And I'm a cheapster hick
My interests have been piqued
But time is running so quick
[Verse 3]
Women, women everywhere, nor any drop to drink
When you are shy like me
Out of society
Having conversations that you just think
I make a habit of pining for what I can never get
I'm alternately inspired
And bitter and tired
I haven't gained any insight from this yet
[Pre-Chorus]
I just waste my time with and without "her"
Whoever "she" happens to be, currently
What would my life be like without "her"? I'm not sure
I'm too scared that it will turn out pleasantly
[Chorus]
But she's so hipster chic
And I'm a cheapster hick
My interests have been so piqued
But time is running so quick
Oh, she's so hipster chic
She's got cheeky hips
My chance is looking bleak
For one taste of her lips
I've been looking for a summertime lady to lay her head on me
But that's a strange request
I should give it a rest
And I don't think it's meant to be
I have trouble with meeting people and can't be bothered to learn
Because I'm a social mess
And a God damn pest
And all I do is yearn
[Verse 2]
There's this new girl across the hall, with a vintage sort of style
And dark dyed-red hair
It's really quite unfair
The way that she makes me smile
So here I am wasting my time, while she sits right over there
I shoot a glance her way
But I cannot convey
That I would like some time to share
[Pre-Chorus]
Because I'm not sure if I will talk to her
Because I'm not that kind of guy
There's got to be so many she'd prefer
And anyway I'm much too shy
[Chorus]
And she's so hipster chic
And I'm a cheapster hick
My interests have been piqued
But time is running so quick
[Verse 3]
Women, women everywhere, nor any drop to drink
When you are shy like me
Out of society
Having conversations that you just think
I make a habit of pining for what I can never get
I'm alternately inspired
And bitter and tired
I haven't gained any insight from this yet
[Pre-Chorus]
I just waste my time with and without "her"
Whoever "she" happens to be, currently
What would my life be like without "her"? I'm not sure
I'm too scared that it will turn out pleasantly
[Chorus]
But she's so hipster chic
And I'm a cheapster hick
My interests have been so piqued
But time is running so quick
Oh, she's so hipster chic
She's got cheeky hips
My chance is looking bleak
For one taste of her lips