Took all our cues from the movies

The summer that Brando died

Smoked in the car at the funeral

Church ladies passing by

We took a drive to the water

The tide was out, it was far too cold to swim

You had me right where you wanted

You kissed me like you believed it was a sin

Summer, will I hear from you again?

Summer, will I ever hear from you again?

Will I hear from you again?

Got all dressed up for a party

The cops came to break it up

You touched me the way that I wanted

But I pretended I didn’t come

I went home in October

You were scared when you got me from the train

I guess you knew it was over

We were mean, but we couldn’t hide our shame

Summer, will I hear from you again?

Summer, will I ever hear from you again?

Will I hear from you, oh

Summer, will I hear from you again?

Summer, will I hear from you again?

Summer, will I hear from you again?

Summer, will I hear from you again?

Summer, will I hear from you again?