In slow motion, I’m reborn
I need a week to mow the lawn
I eat dinner with my flip-flops on
Now that the summer’s here
With my chores, I only flirt
Hung in my hammock reading Kurt
Struggling to remain inert
Now that the summer’s here
Now that the summer is here
I laze all day, my work can wait
And I behave like a firefly
And oscillate with my mate
Now that the summer is here
I laze all day, my work can wait
And I behave like a firefly
And oscillate with my mate
I can spare some wherewithal
Listening to Ahmad Jamal
“Poinciana” says it all
Now that the summer’s here
One thing is crystal clear
I won’t be going anywhere
Except my Adirondack chair
Now that the summer’s here
Now, now that the summer’s here
Now, now that the summer’s here
Now, now that the summer’s here
Now, now that the summer’s here
Now, now that the summer’s here
Now, now that the summer’s here
Now, now that the summer’s here
Now, now that the summer’s here
