She looked at me with dignity, said "Baby, there's one thing you've gotta see Even though we're headed for war This nation's prouder than ever before Yes, there's a sprit in the air We're more American than anywhere!" Well, I just smiled 'cuz I could tell This little girl's going to hell All the warmth in her heart can't keep My blood from running cold First I fell for her looks Now I just wanna go for the throat I tried to tell her a hundred times Poor little girl didn't understand at all Pride comes before a fall This ain't the summer of love... I don't know what you're thinkin' This ain't the summer of love This ain't the garden of Eden There ain't no angels above Things ain't what they used to be This ain't the summer of love It's the summer of f** "ohhhh"