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Lemon Pulp
by Kyle Scofield
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Under the stars tonight
Tryna relive all the times
When I ain't get it right
Rooftops where I take my flights
We were having such a good day
Please don't start up a fight
Face red from all the liquid poison and sun combined
Three day benders like we could care less if we live or die
But something bout it makes it alright
We all in this together
Best three months of your life
Lack of clothes so I can show off all my brand new tattoos
Hundred days nothin but lovin with my seasonal muse
Bikini weather all the great sex we can have by the pool
Summertime is for the ones who can't seem to get a clue
You call me late at night
Got the doors of to my ride so you can clear up your mind
Take you home at the break of light
No see you later left in August for now this is really goodbye
You ridin shotgun in my Bronco like a chariot dream
Got eyes on you and no one else you take my breath like a breeze
Cheers to these days before we fall like a leaf
Refreshing on my lips call you my lemon pulp cuz you my main squeeze
Lack of clothes so I can show off all my brand new tattoos
Hundred days nothin but lovin with my seasonal muse
Bikini weather all the great sex we can have by the pool
Summertime is for the ones who can't seem to get a clue
Under the stars tonight
Tryna relive all the times
When I ain't get it right
Rooftops where I take my flights
We were having such a good day
Please don't start up a fight
Face red from all the liquid poison and sun combined
Three day benders like we could care less if we live or die
But something bout it makes it alright
We all in this together
Best three months of your life
Lack of clothes so I can show off all my brand new tattoos
Hundred days nothin but lovin with my seasonal muse
Bikini weather all the great sex we can have by the pool
Summertime is for the ones who can't seem to get a clue
You call me late at night
Got the doors of to my ride so you can clear up your mind
Take you home at the break of light
No see you later left in August for now this is really goodbye
You ridin shotgun in my Bronco like a chariot dream
Got eyes on you and no one else you take my breath like a breeze
Cheers to these days before we fall like a leaf
Refreshing on my lips call you my lemon pulp cuz you my main squeeze
Lack of clothes so I can show off all my brand new tattoos
Hundred days nothin but lovin with my seasonal muse
Bikini weather all the great sex we can have by the pool
Summertime is for the ones who can't seem to get a clue
