Roll On Summer

Spray coming off of the ocean Big breakers rolling in The smell of our suntan lotion As we are rubbing it all over our skin The sweet middle taste of VB Straight from the ice from cold esky With the fish and chips hot and salty Oh Sally won't you kiss me again Roll on, summer, roll on Roll on, summer, roll on Take me by the hand and let's walk along Roll on, summer, roll on Roll on, summer, roll on The boys walking out on the corner The girls walking with their girlfriends Everybody looking checking out each other Thinking about the curly action There she is drinking rum and cola Always happy when she spending a dollar Now she's talking on her Motorola 'Whatcha doin' 'Where ya goin' 'Meet ya later' Roll on, summer, roll on Roll on, summer, roll on Take me by the hand and let's walk along Roll on, summer, roll on The night with its whispering promise Your voice at the end of the line Sending a shiver right through me 'Pick me up at a quarter to nine' Later on in the bloomin' suburbs You kissed me so you made my pants hurt I was on the last button of your shirt When your Daddy called 'It's time to come in' Roll on, summer, roll on Roll on, summer, roll on Take me by the hand and let's walk along Roll on, summer, roll on Roll on, summer, roll on Roll on, summer, roll on Roll on, summer, roll on Roll on, summer, roll on Roll on, summer, roll on Roll on, summer, roll on Roll on, summer, roll on