Well Monday morning out of bed
I drag a comb across my head
Heard whispers from the avenues
Saying «C’mon gal, take a day off school»
The things you do when you are young
Candy came and turned me on
With a Beatles revolution song
Had a smoke and shared a joke
And said we’d drive down to the coast
The things you do when you are young
Well we cruised down town in a blue sedan
With the top rolled back as the sun beat down
And the pretty boys on the promenade
Shouted «C’mon girl, cos here we are»
Angel
It’s the summer of love
And I feel on fire
In the heavens above yeah
My spirit is flying