Джон Траволта и Оливия Ньютон-Джон - Summer Nights х.ф. Бриалин

Summer lovin had me a blast - summer lovin, happened so fast
I met a girl crazy for me - I met a boy, cute as can be
Summer days driftin away, to uh-oh those summer nights
Tell me more, tell me more, did you get very far?
Tell me more, tell me more, like, does he have a car?
She stood by me, she got a cramp - he went by me, got my suit damp
I saved her life, she nearly drowned - he showed up, splashing around
Summer sun, somethings begun, but uh-oh those summer nights
Tell me more, tell me more, was it love at first sight?
Tell me more, tell me more, did she put up a fight?
Took her bowlin in the Arcade - we went strollin, drank lemonade
We made out under the dock - we stayed up until ten oclock
Summer thing dont mean a thing, but uh-oh those summer nights
Tell me more, tell me more, that you dont got her preg
Tell me more, tell me more, cause he sounds like a drag
He got friendly, holdin my hand - well she got friendly, down in the sand
He was sweet, just turned eightteen - well she was good, you know what I mean
Summer heat, boy and girl meet, but uh-oh those summer nights
Tell me more, tell me more, how much dough did he spend?
Tell me more, tell me more, could she get me a friend?
It turned colder, thats where it ends - so I told her wed still be friends
Then we made our true love vow - wonder what shes doin now
Summer dreams ripped at the seams, but oh, those summer nights
Tell me more, tell me more.