Lyrics

Streetlights burnt out all over town
Got to get back to my baby somehow
Shadows dance on the poor fool's gold
I don't want your money, I just want to go home

She don't want you hanging around
So get out of our town right now

Roses answer my questions of Spring
Tell me a lie I'll believe anything
Fingers placed on a two string guitar
Tell me the truth I might know who you are

She don't want you hanging around
So get out of our town right now

Summer is coming, there's love in the air
The breeze is blowing softly through the flowers in her hair
Maybe tomorrow I'll see you somewhere
If yer witches burn, I'll be there

She don't want you hanging around
So get out of our town right now

Summer is coming, there's love in the air
The breeze is blowing softly through the flowers in her hair
Maybe tomorrow I'll see you somewhere
If yer witches burn, I'll be there