It was a fine, fine day in the city todaynCos the engines couldn’t keep upright.nLet the whole world wait as I wake up the window,nTo let in the world outside.nA thin white dress, with her hair in a mess,nShe was standin with a couple of guys.nA girl on the green, with the record machine said,n“At last we get a Summertime.“nnnDance , Dance , Dance, with the radio on,nAddicted as the record machine played on.nDancing all night on the Summer Parade,nShe was addicted to the summertime that way!nnnCoca-cola girl sat and face the world,nAs her baby blue eyes disappeared.n“I guess it takes more than the sun to shine ,nJust to get the summertime round here.”nI really love the way that the young girls play, nAs there mothers used to do as a child,nThe big bad boys on the boys brigade said,n“At last we get a summertime!”nnnIn the heavy, heavy heat of afternoon,nAs our heads held on to the ground.nThe teenage boys with the radio boxes,nchased their favourite girls around.nAs the sun beat down on the Council hounds ,nI could’ve swear I started to cry,nIt was the one last time I would see the summer,nas an addict to the summertime.nnnDancing all night with the radio on,nDancing all night, all night, all night.nAnd we dance all night.