Brand New Sin - Summertime lyrics

She's in the red thing looking pretty Dancing on stage to Paradise City She's got a little black box full of money That she only made just calling me honey She don't want or need my pity Dark haired little girl with a stage name Kitty Last year she was looking damn dune Let's see how she's looking this summertime She'll be at the bottom line Here comes summertime There's a crowd in this neighborhood making noise Raising hell, up to no good They all come with the change of the season And they're all coming for the same old reason Won't they ever stop the way they're thinking? Rocking, smoking pot, get wasted drinkin Last year they were feeling damn fine Let's see how they feel this summertime They'll be at the bottom line Here comes summertime I want my summertime I'll be at the bottom line Here comes summertime