July July July, the apple of my eye
I'm walking on the curbside singing
I pass a swimming pool where the blue water gives cool
To a couple of bathing suits, ..as I continue
some clouds are playing chess, the leaves are getting blessed,
as the breeze strikes down like a walking bass line
I'm walking on
this yellow street,
my heartbeat fills me in with the rhythm I need
I'm stepping on some stairs and every step's a melody
it's like walking on piano keys,
in come my bumblebee friends with the 2nd and 3rd harmony
Zz zz zz zz zz
Zz zz zz zz zz
The the the music is everywhere,
so take another peak at the brand new air
Only colored by a mind so free,
otherwise you cannot see
That this is music, music that I'm walking on
no dreams, music , real song
Pure lemonade tactics
the strawberry-five is here to sweet your mind..
So let me tell you to come out, and here this song
so we can all just get along,
we'll have strings and slide trombones
the hillside gives us steady
Drum roll right in place,
we'll walk by the ways of the base
we're keepin' it we're keeping it so damn fine
livin' by the light of July
It's the L.E.A.F we're keepin' it fresh