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

Sunglasses hide a mental vacuum

The summer is almost here

Hot seats and a burning dashboard

We're living Miller's AC Nightmare!