Boogie boards and beach chairs,
No more chills or cold air,
All your work is done,
It's time to play
A beach ball and a surfboard,
You won't need too much more,
Sing it with me,
Everybody say:
Summertime
Everybody's dancing in a konga line
Summertime
Everybody's soakin' up the bright sunshine
Bingo brought his new shark fin,
Straps it on and dives right in,
Everybody screams and swims away
Fleegle just spent all his time,
Waiting in the ice cream line,
Then it melted in the hot sunshine
Summertime
Everybody's dancin' in a konga line
Summertime
Everybody's soakin' up the bright sunshine
"Hey man, it's Summer! What're we gonna do today?"
"Uh, we could go to the beach!"
"Oh, I love the beach!"
"I got some snow cones!"
"You do?!"
"Uh, yeah, four of them!"
"Let's eat 'em!"
Coastal cones and frozen fruit,
Grandpa in his old swimsuit,
I just laugh and look the other way
The sand is soft as powder,
The radio gets louder,
Summer and its life is every day
Summertime
Everybody's dancin' in a konga line
Summertime
Everybody's soakin' up the bright sunshine
Summertime
Everybody's dancin' in a konga line
Summertime
Everybody's soakin' up the bright sunshine
