| Song | Summerthing |
| Artist | Scott Grimes |
| Album | Livin' on the Run |
| 作曲 : Grimes | |
| It was almost a year ago | |
| Walkin' down | |
| Beach Blvd, quarter to nine | |
| It was dark and the moon was low | |
| Nothin' going on about when she caught my eye | |
| I looked left and you looked right | |
| I knew right there you were mine tonight | |
| The only thought to think was | |
| I was hoping she was over twenty-one | |
| Had a fake tatoo painted on her right hand | |
| And blue jeans on, walkin' in the sand | |
| I thought, | |
| I'm not Mr | |
| Right, but | |
| I'm mister right now | |
| Then I walked up to her and said how ya do | |
| She looked and me and said who are you | |
| I said, I'm the one you want | |
| I'm the one you need | |
| My summerthing | |
| Ten days and a week had passed | |
| And we're still going at it like a honeymoon | |
| I know she knows it'll never last | |
| But I'm hoping that it doesn't end real soon | |
| I came down and you were here | |
| Flowers on the table and a nice cold beer | |
| You asked me what | |
| I thought when | |
| I saw you for the very first time | |
| You had a fake tattoo painted on your right hand | |
| And no shoes on, walkin' in the sand | |
| I thought, | |
| I'm not Mr | |
| Right but | |
| I'm mister right now | |
| Then I walked up to you and | |
| I said hiYou looked at me and said who's this guy | |
| I said, I'm the one you want | |
| I'm the one you need | |
| My summerthing | |
| My golden ring | |
| My sunset fling | |
| My summerthing | |
| Then I started to smile | |
| Thought I'd stay for awhile | |
| I looked left and you looked right | |
| I knew right there you were mine for life | |
| The only though to think was you | |
| What once was one is now for two | |
| So will you take my ring?''cause now you're my forever summerthing | |
| You had a fake tattoo painted on your right hand | |
| And no shoes on, walkin' in the sand | |
| I thought, | |
| I'm not Mr | |
| Right but | |
| I'm mister right now | |
| Then I walked up to you and | |
| I said hiYou looked at me and said who's this guy | |
| I'm the one you want | |
| I'm the one you need | |
| My summerthing | |
| My summerthing | |
| My summerthing | |
| My summerthing |
| zuò qǔ : Grimes | |
| It was almost a year ago | |
| Walkin' down | |
| Beach Blvd, quarter to nine | |
| It was dark and the moon was low | |
| Nothin' going on about when she caught my eye | |
| I looked left and you looked right | |
| I knew right there you were mine tonight | |
| The only thought to think was | |
| I was hoping she was over twentyone | |
| Had a fake tatoo painted on her right hand | |
| And blue jeans on, walkin' in the sand | |
| I thought, | |
| I' m not Mr | |
| Right, but | |
| I' m mister right now | |
| Then I walked up to her and said how ya do | |
| She looked and me and said who are you | |
| I said, I' m the one you want | |
| I' m the one you need | |
| My summerthing | |
| Ten days and a week had passed | |
| And we' re still going at it like a honeymoon | |
| I know she knows it' ll never last | |
| But I' m hoping that it doesn' t end real soon | |
| I came down and you were here | |
| Flowers on the table and a nice cold beer | |
| You asked me what | |
| I thought when | |
| I saw you for the very first time | |
| You had a fake tattoo painted on your right hand | |
| And no shoes on, walkin' in the sand | |
| I thought, | |
| I' m not Mr | |
| Right but | |
| I' m mister right now | |
| Then I walked up to you and | |
| I said hiYou looked at me and said who' s this guy | |
| I said, I' m the one you want | |
| I' m the one you need | |
| My summerthing | |
| My golden ring | |
| My sunset fling | |
| My summerthing | |
| Then I started to smile | |
| Thought I' d stay for awhile | |
| I looked left and you looked right | |
| I knew right there you were mine for life | |
| The only though to think was you | |
| What once was one is now for two | |
| So will you take my ring?'' cause now you' re my forever summerthing | |
| You had a fake tattoo painted on your right hand | |
| And no shoes on, walkin' in the sand | |
| I thought, | |
| I' m not Mr | |
| Right but | |
| I' m mister right now | |
| Then I walked up to you and | |
| I said hiYou looked at me and said who' s this guy | |
| I' m the one you want | |
| I' m the one you need | |
| My summerthing | |
| My summerthing | |
| My summerthing | |
| My summerthing |