I found a pile of Polaroids
in the crates of a record shop
They were sexy
sexy looking back
from a night that time forgot
Boy he was something
debonair in 1979
And she had
Farrah Fawcett hair
Carafes of blood red wine
Mmhmm
In the summertime
In the summertime
Oh don't you wonder
when the light begins to fade
and the clock just makes
the colors turn to grey
Forever younger
growing older just the same
All the memories
that we make will never change
We'll stay drunk
we'll stay tan
Let the love remain
and I swear that
I'll always paint you
Golden days
Golden days
Golden days
Golden days
I bet they met
some diplomats on
Bianca Jagger's new yacht
with their caviar and dead cigars
The air was sauna hot
I bet they never even
thought about the glitter
dancing on the skin
The decades might've
washed it out
as the flashes popped like pins
In the summertime
In the summertime
Oh don't you wonder
when the light begins to fade
and the clock just makes
the colors turn to grey
Forever younger
Growing older just the same
All the memories
that we make will never change
We'll stay drunk
we'll stay tan
Let the love remain
and I swear that
I'll always paint you
Golden days
Golden days
Golden days
Golden days
Time can never
break your heart
but it'll take the pain away
Right now our future's certain
I won't let it fade away
Golden days
Golden days
Golden days
Golden days
Golden days
Golden days
Golden days
Golden days