Lyrics

This ain't nothing but a summer jam Bronze skin and cinnamon tans whoa! This ain't nothing but a summer jam We're gonna party as much as we can Hey-yeah, ooh, hey-yeah Summer jam alright Hey-yeah, ooh, hey-yeah Tonight hotties wearing "Prada"-skirts Real tight temperature is rising Feelin' real hot in the heat of the night Midnight the party won't stop Until the morning light I'm skopin' out the hotties with the light eyes Be with me tonight Can't get you outta my mind I can't lie Cause a girl like you is so hard to find I'm waiting for the day to make you mine Cause I can't take it This ain't nothing but a summer jam Bronze skin and cinnamon tans whoa! This ain't nothing but a summer jam We're gonna party as much as we can Hey-yeah, ooh, hey-yeah Summer jam alright Hey-yeah, ooh, hey-yeah
Writer(s): Robin Albers, Stephan Browarczyk, Christoph Bruex, Toni Cottura, Dieter Keanenburg, Vick Krishna, Shahin Moshirian, Michael A M Michel Rozenbroek, Craig Scott Smart Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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