Cherry Limeade

If she calls me in the morning

I'll be snoring and dreaming of her

'Cause lately, this old boy gets dazey

'Cause kissing her lips tastes like cherry limeade

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Hang with me after school, in my neighbor's pool

When he's not around

And if your dad calls you, like he tends to do

Don't answer it now

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And if we're certain that things aren't workin'

I'll paint the picture towards happy endings

Summer lovebird, there is no right word

To describe the taste on my tongue

But the night is still so new despite your curfew

Just dance around

The ripest nights in June, babe, you hung the moon

Let's dance around

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Though summer's almost over, don't grow with the weather

Leaving me bitter cold

And when I'm old and gray, memories begin to fade

Promise you'll be my cherry limeade