Divine Comedy - Pop Singer's Fear Of The Pollen Count Lyrics
Are you ready?OK, let's do it1,2,3,4Woo, ah ha, yeahBa ba da ba da ba da ba daOh yeahLaugh at the tears you're cryingSmile while your head explodesY'don't have to take this lying downSo blow your nose babyAnd just get your fingers clickingTo the rhythm and the rhymeOtherwise you'll just be kicking aroundAnd that's a crimeHow can you talk that wayOn such a lovely day?When sunshine comes your wayIt's time to make some hayI fall for this season every timeWhen it's hot and everybody smilesI can't help myselfI'm in love with the summertimeEven when I get hay-fever I findI may sneeze but I don't really mindAs long as I'm in love with the summertimeOh stop your belly-achingWe all know what it's likeThere ain't a pill I haven't taken I guessBut that's alright baby'Cause your daddy's car is waitingTo take us to the seaShe feels like celebrating lifeAnd so should weHow can you talk that wayOn such a lovely day?When sunshine comes your wayIt's time to make some hayI fall for this season every timeWhen it's hot and everybody smilesI can't help myselfI'm in love with the summertimeEven when I get hay-fever I findI may sneeze but I don't really mindAs long as I'm in love with the summertimeCLAP YOUR HANDS!(Clap clap!)
