| If you see that girl with the headband on | 
| Long hair, blonde and wavy | 
| I have a tattoo hiding from you | 
| Just enough to drive you crazy | 
| You’ll know when you see her, I know for sure | 
| She’s the covergirl gypsy on the shore | 
| With the umbrella in her drink | 
| Could you tell her one thing? | 
| That it ain’t summer without her | 
| No, the sun ain’t as gold as the memories I hold | 
| So I’ve been thinking about her | 
| Could you tell her I still want her? | 
| Yeah, it just ain’t summer without her | 
| When I smell Patron and coppertone | 
| It takes me right there with her | 
| And this salt in my glass stings so bad | 
| In my heart right where I miss her | 
| Sun sets pretty like it was before | 
| But without her on my shoulder | 
| It’s just a bunch of colors making me wish | 
| That I could hold her | 
| Summer without her | 
| No, the sun ain’t as gold as the memories I hold | 
| So I’ve been thinking about her | 
| Could you tell her I still want her? | 
| Yeah, it just ain’t summer | 
| Still got her flip flops in the back of my trunk | 
| In case she ever comes to get 'em, isn’t that dumb? | 
| Been wastin' my days catchin' sun rays | 
| Hopin' by September I won’t remember | 
| It ain’t summer without her | 
| No, the sun ain’t as gold as the memories I hold | 
| So I’ve been thinking about her | 
| Could you tell her I still want her? | 
| Man, it’s just a bummer | 
| It ain’t summer without her | 
| No, the sun ain’t as gold as the memories I hold | 
| So I’ve been thinking about her | 
| Could you tell her I still want her? | 
| Yeah, it just ain’t summer without her | 
| Summer without her | 
| If you see that girl | 
| If you see that girl | 
| Yeah, summer without her | 
| Just enough to drive you crazy |