Thinking about days like these
Lately
Baby
Hanging around we can take our time
Maybe
Take me
Little bird, wake up with a breeze
Warm skin, sweet like candy
Like a feather, I could float away
Let's lay and listen to the radio
Sun's up, ain't got no place to go
Golden, like honey
When you touch me
Kick back, open up the window
Remember the smell of the lemon tree
Whispering
Backseat
Pull it around we can head inside
Slowly
Show me
Record plays, standing on tip toes
Let me try on all your clothes
Rose lips, my sleepy head
Let's lay and listen to the radio
Sun's up, ain't got no place to go
Golden, like honey
When you touch me
Kick back, open up the window
