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(hahaha)Cold chillin'Summer, Summer, Summeris my rhymeWhere you going, Father Time?what you doing eatin' chicken?finger stickin'sun, it shinesWhat's that mom?What ya sayin'?What ya say?Is it time?I can't believe it!I must have waited all my life!At least all winter for my rightto do this thing we always doWhat's that? I thought you knewIt's my family's barbecueUncle Richard brings the chipsAunt Elaine she makes the dipCousin Brian makes the franksLittle Rolo pullin' pranksFather Donald brings the steak that Mother Audrey has to makeSongtexteWe got the park for the whole dayvolleyball, the sun, and shadeAt the barbecueTake off our shoesGot so much to doGot so much to doAt the barbecueTake off our shoesAt the barbecueWe got so much to doSpeakin' of doHave I told you 'bout Joe?He's the cousin up ta somethin'Going for the goldHe brings valium pies to the barbecuewith the Ex-Lax cake and the Scooby-Doomixing dirty plate with funlaughin' it off with Rolo and stungs, goYou hear what I'm sayin'?This year little Rolo and JoeGot crazier thoughThey fed me and Bobby some tricked DoritosThen we started to flyWe went up to the skyon the tail of a cometwe were sittin' on itThen they took some M-80sblew up the grill and the graviesWhile we were hanging out with the alien ladiesOh, the alien ladiesGreen glow heads when you lay them downOn their alien bedsThey sing their songIt goes:"I just saw somebody that looked just like youThey walked just like youI thought it was you"I said, "Baby, I'm from the planet EarthI've been their since birth, yeahMy vehicle is back in San Diego, CAReal far awayBut now I'm here toLove your space bodyAnd whip out my wallet and give you space moneyTo pay for your dinner atSpace Mickey D'sTo buy you space friesQuarter Pounder, space cheeseOnion rings, a space Big MacSpace Happy MealAnd some money Aus Songtexte Mania