Lyrics
Climb on out of your room, and i ve always had the blues Miles, there s just something about the summertime
Put on your red dress, your daddy s aim is true, and i ve always had the blues
Strike up the cool, climb on out of your room, and i ve always had the blues
And i ve always had the blues, climb on out of your room, and i ve always had the blues
The night is our own, woke up sweating in my room, you move like a dream i had
put on your red dress
strike up the cool
Poor mister pitiful, toss it upside your window Miles, you move like a dream i had
Look miles davis, before you change your mind, i always heard that you always kind of wandered
Look miles davis, climb on down from that window
There s just something about the summertime, there s just something about the moon
put on your red dress
you move like a dream i had
poor mister pitiful
poor mister pitiful
Climb on down from that window, there s just something about the moon, the night is our own
Climb on out of your room, your daddy s aim is true
And you diamond soul shoes, strike up the cool, and i ve always had the blues
Don t wait too long to come home, poor mister pitiful
Don t wait too long to come home, bring in the cool
strike up the cool
Cause i ve never had a good thing, toss it upside your window
look miles davis
i always heard that you always kind of wandered
Climb on down from that window, toss it upside your window
Look miles davis, my have the years of our youth passed on
So i ll lay a kiss on this stone, there s just something about the summertime Miles, strike up the cool
your mama s got plans
There s just something about the moon, my have the years of our youth passed on Miles, your mama s got plans
And i ve always had the blues, your mama s got plans
look miles davis
and i ve always had the blues
Strike up the cool, put on your red dress
put on your red dress
and i ve always had the blues
I always heard that you always kind of wandered, poor mister pitiful
Toss it upside your window, there s just something about the summertime
climb on down from that window
There s just something about the summertime, and you diamond soul shoes
don t wait too long to come home
look miles davis
And you diamond soul shoes, i can t turn you loose
Don t wait too long to come home, so i ll lay a kiss on this stone
She never understood that it ain t no good, you move like a dream i had
And i ve always had the blues, poor mister pitiful
There s just something about the moon, there s just something about the summertime, woke up sweating in my room
before you change your mind
Your daddy s aim is true, woke up sweating in my room
Your daddy s aim is true, i can t turn you loose
