Tastes like orange wine in the summertime
I'm smooth sailing
It's like a high tide on the inside
I'm exhaling.
She's barefoot when I'm buttoned up
She looks better in my clothes
My favorite sweater's falling off
I mean, how can I say no?
Oh, oh, oh...
My honey blonde
Turn me on
Sweet reprise
Summer eyes
Our past mistakes
We'll break today
So turn me on
My, my honey blonde.
After seven years, we're back to here
It's all clearer
She's my antidote, smoke in my throat
I breathe deeper.
She spins around like pirouettes
As she pulls me in so close
I tried to quit like cigarettes
Well, maybe just one more
Oh, oh, oh...
My honey blonde
Turn me on
Sweet reprise
Summer eyes
Our past mistakes
We'll break today
So turn me on
My, my honey blonde.
My honey blonde
Can do no wrong
My honey blonde
My honey blonde.
My honey blonde
Turn me on
Sweet reprise
Summer eyes
Our past mistakes
We'll break today
So turn me on
My, my honey blonde.
My honey blonde
Can do no wrong
My honey blonde.
My honey blonde.
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