There's certain music that just IS summer for me. Dave Matthews, Kings of Leon, Kenny Chesney.
And when the summer comes
The river swims at midnight
Touch the bottom, you and I,
with muddy toes
You can hear the cries from the carnival rides,
The pinball bills, skee ball slides,
Watching the summer sun fall out of sight,
There's a warm wind coming in from off of the ocean
Making its way past the hotel wall to fill the streets
What a night for a dance, you know I'm a dancing machine.
With a fire in my bones, and the sweet taste of kerosene,
I get lost in the light, so high I don't wanna come down,
To face the loss of the good thing that I had found.