Let your hair downAnd put on your party dressLet’s live our favorite storyWith no second guessTold me it’s all easierWhen you do what you’re toldBorrow my leg to stand onLet’s get out of controlGive me my daily dose of your coquetryYeah, I’ve put some thought into poetryA summer’s eve shall I compare to thee?Or is it not to be?Oh, it smells like summerIt smells like summerIt feels like letting goOh, it smells like summerYour smile’s like summerI think we ought to let him knowWe won’t be waiting for the weekendWe’re waiting on the sunWe don’t need anyone’s permissionTo have a little bit of funGood stories always come from bad ideasAnd yesterday was boringSo let’s end in tearsTime waits for no manSo we won’t wait for timeThis isn’t going to end wellBut it started out fineHere’s an ideal: sleep when you’re deadCome over here, sleep with me insteadLet’s get it started, it is getting lateThis won’t end well, but the middle is greatOh, it smells like summerIt smells like summerIt feels like letting goOh, it smells like summerYour smile’s like summerI think we ought to let him knowWe won’t be waiting for the weekendWe won’t be waiting on the sunWe don’t need anyone’s permissionTo have a little bit of fun