I saw her, yeah I saw her with her black tongue tied
Round the roses
Fist pounding on a vending machine
Toy diamond ring stuck on her finger

With a noose she can hang from the sun
And put it out with her dark sunglasses
Walking crooked down the beach
She spits on the sand where their bones are bleaching

And I know I'm gonna steal her eye
She doesn't even know what's wrong
And I know I'm gonna make her die
Take her where her soul belongs

And I know I'm gonna steal her eye
Nothing that I wouldn't try

Hey, my summer girl
Hey, my summer girl
My summer girl
Hey, my summer girl

I saw her, yeah I saw her with her hands tied back
And her rags were burning
Crawling out from a landfilled life
Scrawlin' her name upon the ceiling

Throw a coin in the fountain of dust
White noise, her ears are ringing
Got a ticket for a midnight hanging
Throw a bullet from a freight train leaving

And I know I'm gonna steal her eye
She doesn't even know what's wrong
And I know I'm gonna make her die
Take her where her soul belongs

And I know I'm gonna steal her eye
Nothing that I wouldn't try

Hey, my summer girl
Hey, my summer girl
My summer girl
Hey, my summer girl

Hey, my summer girl
Hey, my summer girl
My summer girl
Hey, my summer girl

Hey, my summer girl
Hey, my summer girl
My summer girl
Hey, my summer girl

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Writer(s): BECK DAVID HANSEN, JOHN ROBERT KING, MICHAEL S. SIMPSON