I hate the winter Can’t stand the cold I tend to cancel all the plans (so sorry, I can’t make it) But when the heat comes Something takes a hold Can I kick it? Yeah, I can
My cheeks in high colour, overripe peaches No shirt, no shoes, only my features My boy behind me, he’s taking pictures Lead the boys and girls onto the beaches Come one, come all, I’ll tell you my secrets I’m kinda like a prettier Jesus
Forget all of the tears that you’ve cried, it’s over (over, over, over) It’s a new state of mind — are you coming, my baby?
Acid green, aquamarine The girls are dancing in the sand And I throw my cellular device in the water Can you reach me? No, you can’t
Turn it on in a new kind of bright, it’s solar (solar, solar, solar) Come on and let the bliss begin Blink three times when you feel it kickin’ in That solar power