See the curtains hangin’ in the
Window, in the evenin’ on a Friday night.
A little light a-shinin’ through the
Window, lets me know everything is alright.
Summer breeze, makes me feel fine,
Blowing through the jasmine in my mind.
Summer breeze, makes me feel fine,
Blowing through the jasmine in my mind.
See the paper layin’ on the sidewalk,
A little music from the house next door.
So I walked on up to the doorstep,
Through the screen and across the floor.
Summer breeze, makes me feel fine,
Blowing through the jasmine in my mind.
Summer breeze, makes me feel fine,
Blowing through the jasmine in my mind.
Sweet days of summer,
The jasmine’s in bloom. July is dressed up and playing her tune.
And I come home from a hard day’s work,
And you’re waiting there, not a care in the
World.
See the smile a-waitin’ in the
Kitchen, food cookin’ and the plates for two.
Feel the arms that reach out to hold
Me, in the evening when the day is through.
Summer breeze, makes me feel fine,
Blowing through the jasmine in my mind.
Summer breeze, makes me feel fine,
Blowing through the jasmine in my mind.

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