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

The more you say the more you pray
The less it’s getting you down
The more you pray the more you stay
The less it’s getting you down

Autumn time leaves falling all around
Winter time follows suit
Little bunnies freezing in the snow
Winter’s such an ugly brute

Mid-city blues getting you down
Take a break from the strain
Get out your car
Drink a glass of wine
Admit it you feel great
It’s the summertime

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

And if your love had met its sad refrain
Believe me you will love again
And all the best laid plans
Of mice and men go wrong
You can hear it in this song

This is how I break for the summer time
This is how I play in the summer
What’s mine is yours
Yours is mine
This is how I pray yeah
Oh, yeah, yeah

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

The Mondays the roses
Blocking all your noses
Wearing baggy clothes
And their buffalo poses
Bank tellers dropping little fellas
Loved up in the clubs with
Football thugs no malice
I dig your dreadlocks
Boozing off your socks
Big fish little fish cardboard box
So give me French-kiss
I love you Voodoo Ray
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
In the summertime
Summertime
When 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 surface light
On my mind
On my mind