When winter hush turns summer pink. In half the time it takes to blink. But it all depends on what you think. About the girls of summer. When all you think of all day long. Is a pretty face inside a song. With a thought like that you can't go wrong. About the girls of summer. Oh yeah. (Do you know everybody knows now). Some girls are all about it. Some girls they love to let it fly. Some girls can't live without it. Some girls are born to make you cry. Over and over again. My favorite thing that drives me wild. Is when a city girl walks a country mile. For a boy she loves God bless the child. Inside the girls of summer. Oh yeah. (Do you know everybody knows now). Some girls are all about it. Some girls they love to let it fly. Some girls can't live without it. Some girls are born to make you cry. Yeah over and over again. Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah. They get you climbin' the walls. They get you caught in their spell. They get you speakin' in tongues. Could this be Heaven or Hell. To fall in love twice a day. Is such a sweet place to be. Sîl vous plait. The best things about life are free. The pussywillow up your tree. To the one who climbs. They'll always be the girl yeah. Some girls are all about it. Some girls they love to let it fly. Some girls no doubt about it. Some girls are born to make you cry. Some girls can't live without it. Some girls got twenty reasons why. Over and over and over and over and over