Is she looking straight at me   Or is it my imagination   Some kind of illusion or prestidigitation   I cross the room to a standing ovation   A hesitation at my sudden invitation   I'll be an engine to your caboose   Two legs hypotanuse   Come on baby put me to use   Don't vamoose   Away,   Don't say that goodtimes are over   Away,   Don't tell me the summer's over   The smell of the lawn makes you flop down on it   The summertime car has the top down on it   Damn genuine girl pulling ? ? ?    She's american as 3.1416   Hand on my throttle   Leave the city behind   There's not a lot in the bottle   Not a lot on my mind   Away   Don't say that goodtimes are over   Away   Don't say that the summer's over   Away   You are my personal miracle   I fell for all of your charms   I worship you like an eastern godess   The one with all the arms   Little problems in this world   But none of them are mine   Whisper me your life story   Baby yes, yes   We're killing time   Away   Don't say that good times are over   Away   Dont' tell me the summer's over   Away