There's a place that I go in the middle of the summer
Everybody has a good time
The people laugh and they sing
They don't talk about their troubles and the girls look so fine

And if they're not dancing they're singing
And if they're not singing they're swinging
To the music of the street party baby

The boys they gather around
Pick up their girls for that first groovy sound
Forty-eight transistors blastin' loud and clear
I know everyone in the world can hear

And if they're not dancing they're singing
And if they're not singing they're swinging
To the music of the street party baby

Get that groove, let me see you move
I said come on baby, shake that thing

And if they're not dancing they're singing
And if they're not singing they're swinging
To the music of the street party baby