Hey there, won't you come at my way?
Take you back to my place 'cause I'm fresh on the way
Don't stare at my two-seated car
Take you back to the bar where we can watch all the stars
My summer's cold without you, and winter says "good bye"
So, maybe you can stay here for a while
So, come and hop inside, I'll take you for a ride
We can go to the beachside
Listening to the radio, go to places we can go
Oh, I just can't believe
That you're here in this summer of mine
Whoa-oh-oh, whoa-oh-oh
Whoa-oh-oh, whoa-oh-oh
Whoa-oh-oh, whoa-oh-oh
Whoa-oh-oh, whoa-oh-oh
Whoa-oh-oh, whoa-oh-oh
Whoa-oh-oh, whoa-oh-oh
You're like the waves, you make me calm
In ways that no one else could stop
This feeling that I'm feeling right now
Picture you inside my universe
Get the sense that I would then reverse
I would like to say, "You're my every tongue of art" (wow, ha-ha-ha)
So, come and hop inside, I'll take you for a ride
We can go to the beachside
Listening to the radio, go to places we can go
Oh, I just can't believe
That you're here in this summer of mine
Whoa-oh-oh, whoa-oh-oh
Whoa-oh-oh, whoa-oh-oh
Whoa-oh-oh, whoa-oh-oh
Whoa-oh-oh, whoa-oh-oh
Whoa-oh-oh, whoa-oh-oh
Whoa-oh-oh, whoa-oh-oh
