The summer of 1979 – the year I left school – sounded alot like the Undertones.

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Oh baby baby what can I do

You know you drive me crazy when I’m looking at you

The summer’s really here and it’s time to come out

Time to discover what fun is about

Here comes the summer

Here comes the summer

Here comes the summer

Keep looking for the girls with their faces all tanned

Lying on the beaches all covered in sand

Stretching out their long legs lying in the sun

They know they’re beautiful they’re having fun

Here comes the summer