Summertime

Sundays

Do some people wind up with the one that they adore

in a heart-shaped hotel room it's what a heart is for

the bubble floats so madly will it stay sky-high?

Hello partner, kiss your name bye-bye



ooh sometimes...



romantic piscean seeks angel in disguise

chinese-speaking girlfriend big brown eyes

liverpudlian lady, sophisticated male

hello partner, tell me love can't fail



& it's you and me in the summertime

we'll be hand in hand down in the park

with a squeeze & a sigh & that twinkle in your eye

& all the sunshine banishes the dark



do some people wind up with the one that they abhor

in a distant hell-hole room, the third world war

but all I see is films where colourless despair

meant angry young men with immaculate hair



ooh sometimes...



Get up a voice inside says there's no time for looking down

only a pound a word & you're talking to the town

but how do you coin the phrase though that will set your soul apart

just to touch a lonely heart



& it's you & me in the summertime

we'll be hand down in the park

with a squeeze & a sigh & that twinkle in your eye

& all the sunshine banishes the dark

& it's you I need in the summertime

as I turn my white skin red

two peas from the same pod yes we are

or have I read too much fiction?

Is this how it happens?

How does it happen?

Is this how it happens?

Now, right now