I just cut my grass in jeans and a hooded sweatshirt. It's May for Christ's sake. I'm in desperate need of help from my friends at the MMB. I remember when I was a young mountaineer and got dropped off at the Starvaggi pool in Weirton West "By God Virginia" by my mom. It was the 80's, the sun was hot, the pool was cool, and I was trying to score chicks with my Brett "the hit man" Hart shades. I need to warm up on this frigid Northern Panhandle day with some Summer songs. I implore your help. You know you want to play. Cajuneer, Eer from the Burgh, everyone out there, I need you now!!! I want some lyrics from your favorite Summer songs. I'll kick it off:
"At the drive-in, in the old man's Ford. Begin the bushes, till I'm screaming for more, more, more."
"At the drive-in, in the old man's Ford. Begin the bushes, till I'm screaming for more, more, more."