Summer is almost here   When Mother Nature makes us strip right down   To our underwear   Summer is almost here   Where Mother Nature tries to make us   But we wouldn't dare (no I wouldn't dare)   And I don't know what to do about your father   And I heard this heat won't keep him 'round much longer   But it's too hot to care, oh yeah   In every old man's eyes I see you   I wrote The White & Line to somehow make sense of you   Oh, come on!   Summer is almost here   Where everybody's planning something   Every single on of them is humming, "Love Is In The Air"   It's in the air   Oh, the summer is almost here   When every sister, sonny, Mr. Moneymaker are trying to take off   Quickly   And I tried to catch or call you   I'm not leaving the house for the next few months, oh no   Now I could live with radiation   But the fashion of the season is to   Expose one's soul through their clothes   "(Close) your eyes and I will come to you"   I've tried that twice, but I never got through to you!   Well the summer is almost here   Muggy mornings and sweaty shirt stains   Sand, lotion, and the smelly ocean   The summer is almost here   Blonde tips and a bulging mid-drift   Grown men show off fatty bosoms   The summer is almost here   Short pants are a sign of weakness   Sunglasses hide a mental vacuum   The summer is almost here   Hot seats and a burning dashboard   We're living Miller's AC Nightmare!