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The Modern Lovers

Summer Morning

 

Summer Morning

(album: Rock 'n' Roll With The Modern Lovers - 1977)


I was walking around on Sunday morning
A summer breeze was in the dawning
And those smells summer smelled great to me
Those are the kind of smells that I wait all year for
Summer's so beautiful to me. I like 'em all but...

Listen to this summer morning

Those big trees are up there
By the side of the rode, they're lining the road
The sun is comin up over 'em, and those trees are dark and cool still
The ground is still wet
The smell of the pollen and flowers
The breeze is so neat, so sweet
Bees buzzing and flies not yet flying, well there're little nits nitting
And gnats gnatting

See, I was just...
I was just walking around on a summer morning
Bop-she-bop-she-bop-hey-hey
Enjoying the breeze and these smells of the dawning
Bop-she-bop-she-bop-hey-hey
As the sun rose above the trees
So wet still and cool in the morning breeze

I love the life so on summer mornings
Bop-she-bop-she-bop-hey-hey
These smells make me feel so fine
Bop-she-bop-she-bop-hey-hey
You know, when the sun rise above the trees
They still cool, they still dark in the morning breeze

These smells, they're so good
Bop-she-bop-she-bop-hey-hey
This summer is so fine
Bop-she-bop-she-bop-hey-hey
When the sun does rise above the trees
When they're still cool and shady in the breeze
One more time, I'm talking of
When the sun it rises above the trees
When they're still wet and dark in the morning breeze

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