Aron Hollis - Last Summer Lyrics

Last summer, put me through hell And I can't believe I didn't go to jail
When I found out you were talking to him She had the nerve to look me in the eyes
Tried to tell me that he's such a nice guy Do you think I give a damn
It ain't my problem anymore I took my bags right out the door

You know it's time I treat myself
I'm gonna live for me, I'm gonna have a little fun
Gonna drink a lot of beer out underneath the sun
But it's gonna be different than last summer

I might wake up next, to ole what's her name Wear my boots out on the walk of shame
But it's gonna be different than last summer I'm gonna load up the car and head for the
Beach Not wearing no clothes for the next three
Weeks Do whatever I please

But don't pick up the phone, giving me a call Telling me everything that I'm doing wrong
I'll give you the middle finger It ain't my problem anymore
Took my bags right out the door You know it's time I treat myself
I'm gonna live for me, I'm gonna have a little fun

Gonna drink a lot of beer out underneath the sun
But it's gonna be different than last summer I might wake up next, to ole what's her name
Wear my boots out on the walk of shame But it's gonna be different than last summer
You know ole what's-her-name didn't look too bad

Different than last summer I got my things and I'm out of here, y'all
Different than last summer Different than last summer
Different than last summer