From the breaking of the day to the middle of night From the breaking of the day to the middle of night From the breaking of the day to the middle of night From the breaking of the day to the middle of night Summertime and I'm caught in the feeling Getting high and I'm up on the ceiling I don't know what you're doing in New York All I know is you ain't on my bedroom floor I'm seein' you undressed in my room But it's just a memory, a fantasy Are you in your house? Are you going out? Are you going crazy like me? From the breaking of the day to the middle of the night I try to forget about you, baby And I die when I think of you with someone else and I don't know why, I don't know why you're dancing in my mind From the breaking of the day to the middle of the night All the time From the breaking of the day to the middle of the night All the time