Summer (Where Do We Begin?)

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Phineas - Pop, In English

Summer (Where Do We Begin?)

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[Intro : Phineas (Ferb)] Summer Summer is running through the sprinklers in your t-shirt Shoes and jeans Rolling down a grassy hill, yeah That's what summer means to me It's true There's so much more to do The days are longer The nights are shorter The sun is shining (It's noticeably warmer) [Chorus] It's summer, every single moment is worth it's weight in gold Summer, it's like the world's best story and it's waiting to be told It's ice cream cones and cherry soda dripping down your chin It's summer, man, where do we begin? [Verse 1 : Phineas] Summer is ponds and pools and garden hoses, tryin' to beat the heat Summer, bicycles and roller skates and even just bare feet It's also [Interlude] Surfing tidal waves, creating nanobots Or locating Frankenstein's brain Finding a dodo bird, painting a continent Or driving our sister in sane Oh, wait. Maybe we're going too fast Summer, it's crickets and cicadas And a glass of lemonade Summer, it's sitting with your brother in the backyard Under the shade of a big tree That's what it means to me [Pre-Chorus : Phineas [Phineas from 2nd dimension] (Ferb from 2nd dimension)] The days are longer [The nights are shorter] The sun is shining (It's noticeably warmer) [Chorus : Phineas] It's summer, every single moment is worth it's weight in gold Summer, it's like the world's best story And it's waiting to be told It's ice cream cones and cherry soda dripping down your chin It's summer, man, where do we begin? It's summer, man, where do we begin? It's summer, man, where do we begin? [Outro : Phineas] Summer Where do we begin? Summer Where do we begin?

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Credits

Writers
  • Dan Povenmire
  • Jeff “Swampy” Marsh
  • Martin Olson
  • Jon Colton Barry
  • Robert F. Hughes