Summertime

This is how I pray in the summertime
This is how I pray in the summer
Got my my glass of shandy, now I feel fine
This is how I pray, yeah

The more you say, the more you pray
The less its gettin' you down
The more you pray, the more you stay
The less its gettin' you down

Autumn time, leaves fallin all around
Wintertime follows suit
Little bunnies freezin in the snow
Winters such an ugly brute

Mid city blues gettin you down
Take a break from the strain
Get out your car, drink a glass of wine
Admit it you feel great, its the summertime

This is how I pray in the summertime
This is how I pray in the summer
Got my my glass of shandy, now I feel fine
This is how I pray, yeah

This is how I pray in the summertime
This is how we play in the summer
Got my my glass of shandy, now I feel fine
This is how I pray, yeah

And if your love has met its sad refrain
Believe me you will love again
All the best laid plans of my mice and men wrong
You can hear it in this song

This is how I pray in the summertime
This is how I play in the summer
Whats mine is yours, yours is mine
This is how I pray, yeah, yeah

You got the funky drummer in '89
This is how I play, yeah

The Mondays, the Roses blocking all your noses
Wearing baggy clothes in our Buffalo poses
Bank tellers, stroppy little fellas
Loved up in the clubs of football thugs no malice

A dicky dread locks, boozin off your socks
Big fish little fish, card board box
Gimme French Kiss, Ill love you from the rain
I dream of Santa Ana on the road to Mandalay

In the summertime
Where the weather is hot
In the summertime
Where the weather is hot

On my mind
On my mind
In the summertime
Where the weather is hot, so hot

In the summertime
Where the weather is hot
In the summertime

On my mind
In the summertime
On my mind

I got shivers
Down my spine

On my mind
Happiness is kiss life
On my mind
On my mind