Summertime and the livin' is easy. Fish are jumpin' and the cotton is high. Oh your daddy's rich and your ma is good lookin'. So hush little baby, don't you cry.
Here comes the summertime, the feelings in the air.. I remember cigarettes, tube socks, sun burns and long blond hair.. Here comes the summertime, yeah its coming soon..
Got my 1987 yellow Volvo station wagon. I got my homies in the back. Got the windows rolled down. And the radio is blasting. It's getting late. But we don't care.
The summer, the summer. The summer, the summer. . Hello to your mother, your brother, significant other. I am the summertime and I'm here to free your mind.
I want to play all day and swim out in the waves. In a lagoon that has no shark to bite my legs. A perfect place where we can all laugh out loud. With palm trees, an ocean breeze and never any clouds.