Lyrics Suburban Tribe

Suburban Tribe

Dog Days

She crashed in my room

pushed her breast in my face

she said "you wanna bite, boy?"

started swinging her waist

Hot summer hits you like a hammer

the heat is overhelming

like junkies crowd goes around

seeking for relief

waiting it to ease

please let this be a dream

Dog days

She came all over me

I threw her to the floor

she said "you are a creep, boy!"

before slamming the door

Dog days

give a mind it's own play

it takes over

the lust for life again