[Verse]
Way down in New Orleans
That pretty songbird sure can sing
I wish I wasn't a gambling man
I wish I had a little more sense than that
Sing me till the sun comes up
Blind me with that nighttime dust
[Bridge]
Now I'm halfway round again
Now I'm halfway round again
[Chorus]
Summertime mama breaking me down
Wearing that dress, girl, I've seen you around
Summertime mama throwing me around
Hot like the stones on the Tennessee ground
[Verse]
Cover me like a storm cloud does
In the afternoon when you're caught off-guard
Never knew that I noticed you
Till I felt that lightning inside my arm
Turn me over, turn me up
Turn me on like a boiling pot
[Bridge]
Now I'm halfway round again
Now I'm halfway round again
[Chorus]
Summertime mama breaking me down
Wearing that dress, girl, I've seen you around
Summertime mama throwing me around
Hot like the stones on the Tennessee ground
[Outro]
Way down in New Orleans
That pretty songbird sure can sing
Summertime Mama was written by Becca Mancari.
Summertime Mama was produced by Kyle Ryan Hurlbut.