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 the 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 spun on how she fell in love when in rome 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 rain 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 angel1