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