Thank God For The Summertime Lyrics

I start my Saturday the right way
Playing wiffle ball at Steve's place
League champs since the third week of May (deal with that)
While we're working out the lawn chair strike zone
Go on and turn off your cell phone
Whoever needs to call you can wait

Ohhh thank God for the summertime
Ohhh no cares and I'm doing fine
No cares, and I'm doing fine
Thank God for the summertime

Tomorrow morning we could hit the river
Sit in inner tubes and simmer
Work hard on a sunburn all day Or if we stay up late we'll sleep in
Cause everyday is like the weekend
Thank God for the months after May

Ohhh thank God for the summertime
Ohhh no cares and I'm doing fine, no cares and I'm doing fine
Thank God for the summertime

Everyday feels just like the weekend
Sam Cooke plays through the speakers

Mmm thank God for the summertime
Ooh thank God for the summertime
And did I mention we were league champs baby?
Thank God for the summertime

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