Little Debbies from the corner store, caught bruises at Hillside
Drinking that fruit punch on a Saturday
Brandon dancing on the front porch, his big brother was George
He'd always borrow my tapes and lose them thangs
Goin' down to the community center, rock, paper, scissors
'Cause you know the winner would be the first to play Nintendo 64
In the summertime on the South Side, it's alright
In the summertime on the South Side, it's just fine
In Panther city, in Panther city, yeah
All the crackheads and prostitutes on Rosedale
My father said, Go straight home, or I'd catch hell
Don't walk around them streets at night
There was a girl, she lived on Pinky Street, her name was Jaime
I used to drive by her house every day, that was my first taste of love
In the summertime on the South Side, it's alright
In the summertime on the South Side, it's just fine
In Panther city, in Panther city, yeah
The other night, I rolled down Canning to remind myself and feel something
To remind myself and feel something
In the summertime on the South Side, it's alright
In the summertime, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
In the summertime on the South Side, it's alright
In the summertime on the South Side (the summertime, it's alright)
In the summertime, sometimes I go back there in my mind
It's alright, it's alright, it's alright
Whoa-oh, sometimes I just wanna feel, yeah
