Puracane summertime rolls

Fell into a sea of grass
And disappeared amongst the shady glades
The children all run over me
Screaming tag, you are the one
He trips her up, her sandals fail
She says stop, I'm a girl'
Her fingernails are made
Of a mothers' pearl
Yellow buttercup
Helicopter, orange butter-cat
Chasing after the crazy bee
Mad about somebody oh no
Me and my girlfriend
Don't wear no shoes you know
Her nose is painted
In a pepper sunlight
There was so much space
I could cut me a piece
With some fine wine
It brought peace to my mind
In the summertime and it rolls
Summer oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
Summertime rolls
Me and my girlfriend
We don't wear no clothes you know
Her nose is painted in a pepper sunlight
I love her I mean it's oh so serious
As serious as can be
Oh well
She sing a song
And I listen to what it says
And if you want a friend
Feed any animal oh oh oh
There was so much space
I could cut me a piece
With some fine wine
It brought peace to my mind
In summertime and it rolls
Oh, oh, oh
Summertime rolls