More songs by Ely Oaks
Description
Seasons change like tracks in a playlist - it's all the same, but the mood is different. Summer is melting like ice in a glass, and instead of the sun, all that's left is a heat in my chest. Everything is pulsating, rocking, making even those who swear to stand still move. Somewhere between an inhale and an exhale, life turns back into a rhythm - a little fever, a little intoxication, and the eternal desire to seize the moment before it cools down. Meaning isn't sought here, it's just about getting the blood flowing. Because sometimes being warm is enough to not burn.
Lyrics and translation
Original
Well, I had me a boy, turned him into a man.
I showed him all the things that he didn't understand, whoa.
And then I let him go.
Now there's one in California who's been cursing my name 'cause I found me a better lover in the UK, hey.
Until I made my getaway.
One, two, three, they gonna run back to me.
'Cause I'm the best baby that they never gotta keep. One, two, three, they gonna run back to me.
They always wanna come, but they never wanna leave.
Exes and the ohs, they haunt me like ghosts.
They want me to make 'em all. They won't let go. Exes and ohs.
Exes and ohs. First time I loved him down in New Orleans.
Kept him warm in the winter, left him frozen in the spring.
My, my, how the seasons go by.
I get high and I love to get low.
So the hearts keep breaking and the heads just roll.
You know that's how the story goes.
One, two, three, they gonna run back to me.
'Cause I'm the best baby that they never gotta keep. One, two, three, they gonna run back to me.
They always wanna come, but they never wanna leave.
Exes and the ohs, they haunt me like ghosts. They want me to make 'em all. They won't let go.
Exes and ohs.
Exes and ohs.