It's Summer!

Pool halls, arcades and a hot dog stand

Bumper cars and a Tilt-A-Whirl

Bikini shops, what a playland

Summer’s here, time for a girl

Got no time for castles in the sand


It’s Summer, where-eh-ever you go, you go

It’s Summer, with Jan & Dean on the radio


My snow cone is drippin’ at my feet

Checking out the girls of the Anchor Green

They wear short shorts as they prowl the street

They be looking for a nighttime dream

As they sleep all day on the beach


It’s Summer, where-eh-ever you go, you go

It’s Summer, with Jan & Dean on the radio


It is my firm philosophy:

Life is short, gotta keep on rockin’

Today, tomorrow and forever to be

But Anchor Green girls keep on knockin’

Wanting to hang out with me


P.S.: The Anchor Green was an ‘iron park’ at the beach where I spent my formative years during the ‘70s. Not being a jock, the sand held no interest for me -- “going to the beach“ meant “going to the Anchor Green.” Sadly, the Anchor Green has lost out to condos.