Summertime, it came and went All I did was pay the rent I guess that's something Less than nothing Dixieland just rolled through town Man, you know I don't like that sound Wish there was a Spaniard around To show me how its done [Chorus] (And) please, please mister A bottle if you would Cause no advice Is twice as nice When the bourbon tastes good To the backroads and the alleys On two wheels I crawl Looking for the part of town With anything at all But the bands they're jumpin Must be in the air The hot and hazy, down and lazy Devil is in his lair [Chorus]