Minus The Bear

When we made it to the garden, it was well past nine
Our hands came to agreement as we walked in time
A jealous rose stole a thread from your skirted thigh
I clipped it quick with a flick of the switchblade knife
Of the switchblade knife, of the switchblade knife
That rose was so fine in her hair
The shadow in the moonlight
The hot summer night's right
My summer angel keeps me on the run
My summer angel keeps me on the run
My summer angel keeps me on the run
Poppies swayed while she sparred on how she fell in love
When in Rome it's 'C'est la vie', when overseas however you want
We leaned closer and she finally threw me the life raft
She pulled me in and kept me right until the night left
Until the night left, until the night left
That rose was so fine in her hair
The shadow in the moonlight
The hot summer night's right
My summer angel keeps me on the run
My summer angel keeps me on the run
My summer angel keeps me on the run
And when her kisses came, they rained down
And when my body moved, she made sound
And when she moved down, she made my back arch
As I lay there in the moonlight dark
She said
That rose was so fine in her hair
The shadow in the moonlight
The hot summer night's right
My summer angel keeps me on the run
My summer angel keeps me on the run
My summer angel keeps me on the run
My summer angel