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