She comes walking out on a summer day
Short skirt halter blowing my blues away

I’m stuck at a job with a window
Working that 9 to 5
No luck and no Bob is my uncle
Watching as she goes by

I’ll keep on thinking of her
Head out at lunch
What could my chances be?
If she comes walking this way
Making my day
Would I dare to say

I noticed you walking
I’m wondering if you would have the time
I’d love to, to get to know you
And maybe share some wine

Then to my surprise she agreed to
Meet me at half past five
That look in her eye what could I do
Making me come alive

I keep on thinking of her
Head out from work
Who do I hope to see?
Then she comes walking my way
Making my day
I know what to say

How was your day?
Mine was okay
The kind you need to rise above
Then I met you
Now all I can do
Is keep on thinking of you

We go walking out on a summer day
Her hand in my hand blowing my blues away

I still work at a job with a window
Working that 9 to 5
Got good luck now that Bob is my uncle
Watching as she goes by

I’m always thinking of her
Watching the time
Waiting for end of day
And as I exit the car
Not very far
She’s making my day

She comes walking out on a summer day
Short skirt halter blowing my blues away