One more time, one more time
Summer, where you at?
Summer, where you at?
This summer, I'm on to another
I'll make a time to do better
I'm optimistic because I'm a dollar
We more or less, stone cold dollar
One thing's in case you've got a collar
Yours will never be no other
Word to my lover, I treat you proper
I treat you how you're meant to be
Try your thing that you're meant to see
And you're dealing with it mentally
If you call me, it's my sin
And you've got to leave
Till you know that I cut your green
Till you know that I cut your dreams
Oh baby, they were cotton jeans
They were cotton jeans
But for real though
I already wanna help you out
I'll send you a no-brainer
So I'll move for your old back
Turn down the south and south
But I ain't know if it will come
Summer
Hey, help now
Be brave, it's all summer
Ooh yeah
Hey, help now
One more time, one more time, one more time for me
One more time, one more time