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