"Hot Girl Summer" lyrics

"Hot Girl Summer"

I never got the invites
To parties at the pool
Nobody sent me a valentine
When they were going 'round at school

I didn't have a prom date
Wasn't skinny, wasn't cool
So I never got the invites to the pool

I never got the invites
To the common after class
The girls the boys called pretty
Tore my confidence apart

They didn't like my clothes
They used to point at them and laugh
So I was never at the common after class

They have their hot girl summer
With their hot girl friends
Drinking hot girl wine
With their hot girl men

And though I might not be hot enough for hot girl things
Turns out I wrote a song that the hot girls sing

Da da da da, da da da-da da
Da da da da, da da
Da da da da, da da da-da da
Da da da, da-da da da

And I never get the invites
To parties in the hills
The girls who peaked in high school
Decorate the window sills

But everybody lives inside a world
The outcasts build
Though we're never at the parties in the hills

They have their hot girl summer
With their hot girl friends
Drinking hot girl wine
With their hot girl men

And though I might not be hot enough for hot girl things
Turns out I wrote a song that the hot girls sing

Da da da da, da da da-da da
Da da da da, da da
Da da da da, da da da-da da
Da da da, da-da da da

They have their hot girl summer
With their hot girl friends
Drinking hot girl wine
With their hot girl men

And though I might not be hot enough for hot girl things
Turns out I wrote a song that the hot girls sing


Writer(s): Rose Alexandra Betts
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