Lyrics

SUMMERTIME ON THE WESTSIDE By Tim Ellis

When the sun sinks down and disappears behind the Hudson
We?ll make our way up to the rooftop, kick back and do us some relaxing
A little smoke, a bottle of wine, Miles in ?58?s just fine for summertime
No other space or time I?d rather be . . . listen baby

Summertime, summertime, summertime on the Westside
Summertime, summertime, summertime on the Westside

So let?s raise the blinds and feel the breeze,
blowing up the river our way
You can hear ?em, late at night the Latino boys are
shuffling home from Club Broadway
So let?s raise the music in the room as the
Rhythm runs from me to you and you to me and from me to you
And from you to me and from me to you and ?
No other space or time I?d rather be . . . listen baby

Summertime, summertime, summertime on the Westside
Summertime, summertime, summertime on the Westside