Summer is almost here
When Mother Nature makes us strip right down
To our underwear
Summer is almost here
Where Mother Nature tries to make us
But we wouldn't dare (no I wouldn't dare)
And I don't know what to do about your father
And I heard this heat won't keep him 'round much longer
But it's too hot to care, oh yeah
In every old man's eyes I see you
I wrote The White & Line to somehow make sense of you
Oh, come on!
Summer is almost here
Where everybody's planning something
Every single on of them is humming, "Love Is In The Air"
It's in the air
Oh, the summer is almost here
When every sister, sonny, Mr. Moneymaker are trying to take off
Quickly
And I tried to catch or call you
I'm not leaving the house for the next few months, oh no
Now I could live with radiation
But the fashion of the season is to
Expose one's soul through their clothes
"(Close) your eyes and I will come to you"
I've tried that twice, but I never got through to you!
Well the summer is almost here
Muggy mornings and sweaty shirt stains
Sand, lotion, and the smelly ocean
The summer is almost here
Blonde tips and a bulging mid-drift
Grown men show off fatty bosoms
The summer is almost here
Short pants are a sign of weakness
Sungla**es hide a mental vacuum
The summer is almost here
Hot seats and a burning dashboard
We're living Miller's AC Nightmare!