Summer building, had me a blast
Summer FPS, travelling so fast
I met a blaster, crazy for me
Made the mag, fit intimately
Summer days drifting away
To, oh, oh, the test firing nights
Well-a well-a well-a, huh
Tell me more, tell me more
Did you shoot very far?
Tell me more, tell me more
Like does he have a Scar?
She ran by me, she hit my crack…
He ran by me, lit up my back damp
I saved her life, she nearly drowned
He showed off, splashing gels around
Blasta fun, but something’s just wrong
But, oh, oh, the speedgame nights
Well-a well-a well-a huh
Tell me more, tell me more
Did it jam at first sight?
Tell me more, tell me more
Was the barrel air-tight?
Took her plinking in the Arcade
We went strolling, drank lemonade
We made out under the dock
Then i found out, her hidden glock
1.28 spring, don’t mean a thing
But, oh, oh, the building nights
Well-a well-a well-a huh
Tell me more, tell me more
But you don’t gotta brag
Tell me more, tell me more
'Cause it a pre order drag
He got friendly, holding my mags
She got friendly quick release mags
He was sweet , mag loaded eighteen
Well, she was good you know what I mean
Summer heat, mag and receiver meet
But, oh, oh, those blaster nights
Tell me more, tell me more
How much dough did he spend?
Tell me more, tell me more
How far does his hop up extend?
The law turned colder, that’s where it ends
So I told her we’d still be WA, friends
Then we made our gelsoft vow
Wonder what she’s plinking now
WA dreams, ripped apart at the seams
But, oh, those summer nights
Tell me more, tell me more