She's been afraid of the Cuisinart since 1977 Now when she opens up the house Well, she won't set foot in the kitchen Her brother's dating an architect They're coming up for the weekend He never gave her the proper respect But she still meets the ferry to greet them Oh, at the summer place We've got the space if you've got the time And the summer place is so far away It's another state of mind Mind, mind, mind She ran away back in '78 Just down the beach to the neighbors They brought her back after sunset But dad sad "Don't do me any favors" Her mom would sit on the pateo She said she needed the sea air She'd drink a fifth of Seagrams And then she'd sink down into her deck chair Oh, at the summer place We've got the space if you've got the time And the summer place is so far away It's another state of mind Mind, mind, mind At 15 shoplifting Was the only game she liked to play At 40 she's still bored She thinks about it then desides to pay And still she can't help feeling Those good old days don't seem so far away (seem so far away) But should just yesterday She took a handful of mushrooms That she got from a surfer She spent a night in a hospital room So the doctors could observe her Oh, at the summer place We've got the space, you should drop on by At the summer place the injuries fade But the memories last a lifetime Lifetime, lifetime, lifetime