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Summer time
and the livin' is easy
your manner is happy
and morale is high.
but the temperature is rising.
and it gets hotter.
One of these mornings,
You are going to rise up swingin'.
you will leave a sting, as you
let it all out from inside.
with the ones you love
standing by.
until that morning there is
nothin' you can do.
Summer time
and the emotions are building'
your manner is sinkin'
and your morale is waving goodbye.
but baby don't you cry
Oh! don't you cry.
Key to my heart.
Some b***h.