I'm making eyes at the girl behind the counter
I'm making plans to see her later tonight
I'm working up the nerve to say hello
But I don't know her name, but thats alright
Its been a long day at the studio
And I know she's working 9 to 5
I hope she knows my voice when I call and
ask for a number 1 with fries
And this happens every time Im such a
Fool I know, Im dreaming of a
Girl who wants to hold me not just
Leave me hanging on to summer love
I'm staring at the girl in the polka-dot towel and
I know she's sending looks my way
Well she's got plans to get my number and I've got plans
To make her mine someday
Well I hope she knows I'm thinking of her
And writing songs to make her smile
I know my voice is not in vein if it makes her happy
For a little while
And this happens every time Im such a
Fool I know, Im dreaming of a
Girl who wants to hold me not just
Leave me hanging on
And this happens every time Im such a
Fool I know, Im dreaming of a
Girl who wants to hold me not just
Leave me hanging on to summer love