كلمات The Pop Singer's Fear Of The Pollen Count

Are you ready? 1, 2, 3, 4 I fall for this season every time When it's hot and everybody smiles I can't help myself I'm in love with the summertime Laugh at the tears you're crying Smile while your head explodes You don't have to take this lying down So blow your nose, baby And just get your fingers clicking To the rhythm and the rhyme Otherwise you'll just be kicking around And that's a crime How can you talk that way On such a lovely day? When sunshine comes your way It's time to make some hay I fall for this season every time When it's hot and everybody smiles I can't help myself I'm in love with the summertime Even when I get hay-fever I find I may sneeze but I don't really mind As long as I'm in love with the summertime Oh stop your belly-aching We all know what it's like There ain't a pill I haven't taken, I guess But that's alright baby 'Cause your daddy's car is waiting To take us to the sea She feels like celebrating life And so should we How can you talk that way On such a lovely day? When sunshine comes your way It's time to make some hay I fall for this season every time When it's hot and everybody smiles I can't help myself I'm in love with the summertime Even when I get hay-fever I find I may sneeze but I don't really mind As long as I'm in love with the summertime