If you want to dance and say Fuck It because summer is ending:
Alors On Danse by Stromae
If you want to dance around your room in your underwear rejoicing because it's still summer for a little while longer:
Safari Disco Club by Yelle
If you want to wallow about a summer fling[s] that took a turn for the worst (or pretend you're Blair Waldorf in Paris in front of a certain painting... ok sorry I shouldn't be making a GG reference on an indie blog):
L'heure avait sonne by Joyce Jonathan
-G
P.S. Disclaimer: I'm not saying I do any of these things. But I'm not necessarily saying I don't! :P
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