Lyrics

Friday pocket full of cash Johnny pouring from the dash Speakers rattling in the back The days are windows down The nights we're hanging out Too late to the sound of We were up and down the block like Yelling "Hey Girl!" at the stop light We were catching Blue skies, hiding under cheap sunglasses My, my tanlines and 4-wheel backing up So damn easy just to fall in love We're having fun Chasing the daughters of the sun There was always some new band A little spot where they would dance Getting the numbers on our hands Everybody feeling alright I was getting lost in her eyes I remember Blue skies, hiding under cheap sunglasses My, my tanlines and 4-wheel backing up So damn easy just to fall in love We're having fun Chasing the daughters of the sun Our lovin' daughters of the sun Summer slipping through our fingers Let's pretend there's no September I remember Blue skies, hiding under cheap sunglasses My, my tanlines and 4-wheel backing up So damn easy just to fall in love We're having fun chasing the daughters of the sun Our lovin' daughters of the sun Chasing the daughters of the sun
Writer(s): Matt Jenkins, Jon Nite, Jimmy Robbins Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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