If summer could be broken into pieces
I'd take the wet side
I'd give you the fruity side
If summer could be tasted with spices
I'd swallow the sweats of days
I'd leave you the nights on a plate
Baby tell me
What do you think of me?
Oh boy tell me
What do you think of me?
Baby tell me
What do you think of me?
You must tell me
What do you think of me?
I was shouting my loudest
But he just smiled his brightest
With all my friends laughing at me
I said
Oh what a fresh night
On these rainy days
I'm only trying to be playful
On these rainy days
I'm only trying to be playful
On these rainy days