Summertime; there's only you and me around
Let's go down to the ice-cream parlour
You and me were meant to be
The teenage queens of the seven seas
But dreams of ice-cream will always hold you down
Money talks; it whispers secrets in your ear
And you can hear the rippling of his wallet
Tina don't be foolish
He's just lying through his golden grin
To him you're just another ice-cream girl
When you smile, you force your muscles to unlock
And when you knock, the door will always open
Johnny leaves and Steve drops by
A steady flow of flashy guys
The dream has melted so what are you gonna do now