Pastel colours and blue jeaned honeys
Swaying with the motion down on the street
Concrete sidewalks simmer in the sunshine
Crashing with a beer can, running from the heat.
Summer’s comin’
Holiday fever, kids cram the footpaths
Radio’s blaring Rock ‘n’ roll
Lying on the beach surrounded by ladies
The sun burns a fire right down to my soul.
Summer’s comin’
Summer nights, nobody can sleep
Sheets cling to your body squirming with the heat
Get up slowly, just to get some air
Summer’s here, you can’t say you don’t care.
Summer’s comin’
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