Im loosing control, better shape up, my heart is said on life, that is what i want. A greased life, trouble is multiplying now, but I will fight. Summerdays will come, I gonna make them good. A good exam, thats love at first sight. But nothing can be compared to summernights. Ohh those nights, somewhere in the future.

En weekend med to sorte dage. -Og jeg er dårlig til Grease.