Coral island/summertime
*onweer-, bliksem- en regengeluiden*
capture if you will, a tropic island
the palm trees wafting gently in the breeze
it's 40 degrees celsius in the shade
the waves are coming in in threes
*bliksem®en*
*kwaak, kwaak *schot, schot*
you a couple of chinop helicopters for a beijroet barbie
goon of the rings blood warming gently in the sun *gefluit*
one hand you've a nice cool tube of ?
and the other hand you got the biggest queensland coctail you've ever seen in your life
now you know what i'm talking about, don't you?
little ?, little?, little?(geen idee wat hij zegt, volgens mij bestaan die woorden niet eens)
you got all rolled up in a copy of australien womens weekly
then tairee heads*kwaak*that mollen dindy madness, that devils weed from hell
you rolled youself up, a little zombieand
you take a little toke of that little number
and suddenly
it's summertime
babubabum babubabum bebabubababubum(ahhh)
babubabam babubabum bebabubababubum
refrein:
summertime(summertime)
and the living is easy
the fishes jumping(jumping)up
and the cotton is high(the cottons's as high as an elehpant's eye)
your daddy's rich(rii-ii-iich)
and yo mama's goodlooking
so hush-hush baby don't you cry-y-y
one of these mornings
you're gonna wake up singing
you're gonna spread(spread) your(your) wings
and reach for the sky (reach for the sky)
until that morning
there ain't nothing can call you
your mommy and daddy standing by-y-y
refrein
with your family standing by-y-y
