Summertime

Sun's out, top down, riding around
On a backroad
Cutoffs, flip flops, shades on
Your hands out the window
Boys looking at girls looking at the waves
Playing on the sand
Only worry in the world is not getting burned
Working on a tan

The sun may be making me crazy
Well, this could be a memory in the making
A combination of tan lines, good times
Everything feeling right
Only comes around once in a while
Summertime

Nighttime, bonfire
Grab a guitar and sing along
Two feet dancing
To the heartbeat of a kickdrum
Barefeet on the boardwalk
And time passes like molasses flows
Bicycle on the sidewalk
Get a new tattoo and show it off

The sun may be making me crazy
Well, this could be a memory in the making
A combination of tan lines, good times
Everything feeling right
Only comes around once in a while
Summertime

The sun may be making me crazy
Well, this could be a memory in the making
A combination of tan lines, good times
And everything feeling right
Only comes around once in a while
Can't help but sit back and smile
Summertime, yeah

Summertime