I got that summertime Su-su-summertime, summertime sadness Got that summertime, summertime sadness oh oh Oh my God, I feel it in the air Telephone wires above Are sizzlin' like a snare Honey I'm on fire, I feel it everywhere Nothin' scares me anymore

Road trippin', summertime livin' with your hands out kissin' the wind Stuck a little somethin in my old back pocket, break it out later if you like that When the sun's dippin, we'll start to start sippin' Road, road, road, road trippin', trippin',

Show me the way to your hiding place Yeah yeah yeah I think I wanna go go there I think I wanna go go go go there Summertime sadness I feel India in my bones I can smell sunlight I can feel the highline

Rollin' white sand, cold can koozie in my hand, just a summertime strolling And it's sunshine, blue eyes, tan lines, slow tide Chillin', breazin', sippin', singin' whoaoaoh So just watchin' her blonde hair, sun burn, stare at them, wack caps rolling over

Babe, baby, baby, I'm gonna leave you. I said baby, you know I'm gonna leave you. I'll leave you when the summertime Leave you when the summer comes a rollin' Leave you when the summer comes along. Babe, babe, babe, babe, babe, babe, baby, baby I don't

If that sun would have just Hung up in that sky Just a little bit, yeah Just a little bit longer She might have stayed forever And never ever left these arms Had a little more summertime If those blue water waves

She's just waiting for the summertime when the weathers fine She could hitch a ride out of town And so far away from that low town good for nothing mistake making fool With excuses like baby that was a long time ago But that's just a euphemism if you

Well it don't get No better than this We got the sunshine on our face Moonshine on our lips Well around here This is as good as it gets Everybody take a sip Yeah it don't get better than this We got the summertime with my friends

It's goin' down every weekend, yeah Malibu, top gone, everything for the weekend Summertime, bathin' suit, jump in the pool for the weekend I can make any bitch leave her man, just for the weekend She don't really know it's goin' down tonight (down

Right then, that's when I'll take you back It's like music To hear you bawling When a freight train jumps off a track And rolls down my road And it's summertime in Texas And they're playing in the snow