Dandelions flyin', kids were fryin'In the summer of '65, our neighborhood rock band played a series of impromptu concerts in various locales- i.e., my garage. The neighborhood urchins would quickly assemble, and on one occasion, a new girl showed up. She hung around afterwards, and we got to talking. She was from Onamia, and was staying in the city with her cousins who lived in a house on the corner of Dupont and 51st, about a block away.
Bugs with a magnifyin' glass
The sun had every body jumpin'
But I was cool as a seven pound bass...
The clouds were pumped upSo we started to "see" each other a little. Me being fifteen and in a band and all, I was a 6 foot tall, 125 pound stick of macho dynamite. Her name was Angie, she was thirteen and liked to smoke cigarettes. She would tell me of things she would do back in Onamia, things such as hanging out, stealing cars, and sniffing gasoline. Her mental acuity seemed to indicate that she wasn't lying about the gas-huffing.
And so was I
That day I saw your lovely face
all across the sky...
I was always a passer-byOne day we went for a walk and ended up at the Top Diner. This small cafe was on a truck route, and it had the usual fare- burgers and fries, special of the day and pie for dessert. I bought us fries and a coke (two straws), Angie asked me for a quarter for the jukebox. She choose her three songs: The Beatles, Herman's Hermits and the Dave Clark Five, and when she said "let's dance" I was feeling 'Glad All Over'.
I never had much of any style
But you walked up and talked with me baby
Don't you know you made my whole life worthwhile?
Oh! How wonderful Fate can be...We managed to stay out of trouble. For some reason she was only able to kiss for a few seconds at a time (asthma?) and the only time we were almost caught was when we were in her aunt and uncle's kitchen and they came home early from shopping (I made it out the front door.) The last time we saw each other was when we were with a group of us kids were hanging out in the park. A bunch of rowdies with hot-rods cruised by. Angie flipped them the bird. They were ready to to kick our asses, but a police car drove by at just the right time. The next day she went back to Onamia, and our 'affair to remember' was soon forgotten.
How did you really happen to be?
The day I heard your sweet voice
Sing a song in me...
Well, I waited here for the sunset
I thought that you would too
Now you're somewhere out there in this great big world
And I've lost my heart, My summer love...
Summer Love original lyrics by Jimmy Derbis, copyright 1976