Not to be all cliche , but I ’ve been listening to Calvin Harris ’s birdsong , Summer , pretty much for all of this summertime that is n’t even technically here yet . Hey , the track sounds like it should be listened to by a pool or on a rooftop or somewhere as long as the sun is shining and the air is northward of 70 degrees .
Calvin Harris , in general , makes Song you just need to get down to . No cares ! No headache ! It ’s factual summer . Kid summertime , not adult summer . You have three months off , you do n’t have to put that force suit on tomorrow aurora , and it ’s hot . And people are hot . Party . Just party . drown in a pool . goldbrick your responsibility . Meet someone . Go to the beach . Dance your agency down a street . Crack a fire hydrant . babble along with your iPhone even though you ’re wearing headphones and the street is crawling with hoi polloi . wear upon flashy sunglass . Lose those inexpensive sunglasses . Sweat and like it . Wear a army tank top . Go out on a Thursday . labour with the window down . It ’s summertime holiday . And yeah , that ’s wholly cliche . But that ’s how this song take in me sense .
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