I found a pile of Polaroids 
In the crates of a record shop 
They were y, y looking back 
From a night that time forgot 

Boy he was something debonair in 1979 
And she had Farrah Fawcett hair 
Carafes of blood red wine 

In the summertime 
In the summertime 

Oh don't you wonder when the light begins to fade? 
And the clock just makes the colors turn to grey 
Forever younger 
Growing older just the same 
All the memories that we make will never change 

We'll stay [bad word]  we'll stay tan, let the love remain 
And I swear that I'll always paint you golden days 
Golden days 
Golden days 
Golden days 

I bet they met some diplomats on Bianca Jagger's new yacht 
With their caviar and dead cigars 
The air was sauna hot 
I bet they never even thought about 
The glitter dancing on the skin 
The decades might've washed it out 
As the flashes popped like pins 

In the summertime 
In the summertime 

Oh don't you wonder when the light begins to fade? 
And the clock just makes the colors turn to grey 
Forever younger 
Growing older just the same 
All the memories that we make will never change 

We'll stay [bad word]  we'll stay tan, let the love remain 
And I swear that I'll always paint you golden days 
Golden days 
Golden days 
Golden days 

Time can never break your heart 
But It'll take the pain away 
Right now our future's certain 
I won't let it fade away 

Golden days (x8)