Sun's out, top down, ridin' around

On a backroad

Cutoffs, flip flops, shades on

Your hands out the window

Boys looking at girls looking at the waves

Playing on the sand

Only worry in the world is not getting burned

Working on a tan.

The sun may be making me crazy

Well, this could be a memory in the making

A combination of tan lines, good times

Everything feeling right

Only comes around once in a while

Summertime.

Nighttime, bonfire

Grab a guitar and sing along

Two feet dancing

To the heartbeat of a kickdrum

Barefeet on the boardwalk

And time passes like molasses flows

Bicycle on the sidewalk

Get a new tattoo and show it off.

The sun may be making me crazy

Well, this could be a memory in the making

A combination of tan lines, good times

Everything feeling right

Only comes around once in a while

Summertime.

The sun may be making me crazy

Well, this could be a memory in the making

A combination of tan lines, good times

And everything feeling right

Only comes around once in a while

Can't help but sit back and smile

Summertime, yeah...

Summertime.