Middle of the day
Middle of July
Don't ask me why
'Cause holidays are best that way
In time you please
Hang up lights on ceiling fans
And hang them up on trees
And watch them flicker
Watch them flash
Get used to the fact
That she's not coming back
You've gone out of style
And there's no Christmas in July
You've gone out of style
And there's no Christmas in July
And since she's gone the world goes on
And you, you still exist
You're surprised you realize
That no one gives a shit
About your bad T. V. Reception
Or your broken heart
Sit down in your favorite chair
And suffer in the dark
And watch them flicker
Watch them flash
Get used to the fact
That she's not coming back
You've gone out of style
And there's no Christmas in July
You've gone out of style
And there's no Christmas in July
You've gone out of style
And there's no Christmas in July
You've gone out of style
And there's no Christmas in July
You've gone out
You've gone out
You've gone out
You've gone out of style
She's gone away
You think that you might die
But you're a strong boy you'll survive
You sit around and contemplate
The things that you might say
If she calls,
She's never gonna call
She's gone away
And you think that you might die
But you're a strong boy you'll survive
You sit around and contemplate
The things that you might say
If she calls,
She's never gonna call
She's gone away
And you think that you might die
But you're a strong boy you'll survive
You sit around and contemplate
The things that you might say
If she calls,
She's never gonna call
Christmas lights hung up outside Middle of the day Middle of July Don't ask me why 'Cause holidays are best that way In time you please Hang up lights on ceiling fans And hang them up on trees And watch them flicker Watch them flash Get used to the fact That she's not coming back You've gone out of style And there's no Christmas in July You've gone out of style And there's no Christmas in July And since she's gone the world goes on And you, you still exist You're surprised you realize That no one gives a shit About your bad T. V. Reception Or your broken heart Sit down in your favorite chair And suffer in the dark And watch them flicker Watch them flash Get used to the fact That she's not coming back You've gone out of style And there's no Christmas in July You've gone out of style And there's no Christmas in July You've gone out of style And there's no Christmas in July You've gone out of style And there's no Christmas in July You've gone out You've gone out You've gone out You've gone out of style She's gone away You think that you might die But you're a strong boy you'll survive You sit around and contemplate The things that you might say If she calls, She's never gonna call She's gone away And you think that you might die But you're a strong boy you'll survive You sit around and contemplate The things that you might say If she calls, She's never gonna call She's gone away And you think that you might die But you're a strong boy you'll survive You sit around and contemplate The things that you might say If she calls, She's never gonna call Explain Request ×
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