To Hot To Jam

it was summer
we were beach bummer
i sweat alot
it  was a boiling  pot
the beach was pack
our cooler   was stack
with cold drinks
mabe me wink
the  music  was  soul and pop
we  bought cooke ham
just
TO HOT TO JAM
Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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