late june

the way you look when the sun goes down, has me up til mornin' dew.

something bout those sheets got me twisted,

what is it about you?

you've got me wrapped around your finger,

now take all my clothes.

it's no fun dragging myself out your door,

i bet that alexa knows.

it's not about the butterflies in my stomach, it's

my pulse that slows way down.

it's those yummy kisses of yours that get me,

sweet like apple crown.

you ain't gotta call me your girl forever, but forever i'll be around.

i'm down for nights w you and your guitar, won't you play me a sweet sound?

bumblebee got my stung, sprung on you like  grasshoppers in late june.

the way the sunlight kisses your shoulders, has me pissed off at the moon.