Lyrics

Sweet Summertime
Thomas Hendley
(843) 622-4869
musdent@yahoo.com



Coconut oil on a warm sea breeze
She undoes the back of her string bikini
Says am I turning red, could you put some more lotion on me
The sun must have flared cause the heat rose 100 degrees

In the sweet summer time
Sand and sin baked in the hot sunshine
In the sweet summertime
Strawberry lips and the curve of her hips
Oh, those tan lines
Sweet summer time

Takes her aviators off, pulls her hair back
Says lets grab some margaritas up at Trader Jacks
Looks me in the eye kisses me as hard as she can
Now I don't know if this is Myrtle Beach or the Caribbean

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Tide rolls in, chases us to the dunes
I'll trace your tan lines... by the light of the moon

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