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William Evans Benoit
William Evans Benoit
Songwriter
John Driscoll
John Driscoll
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jack Gauthier
Jack Gauthier
Producer

Lyrics

So come on over it's fine by me The weather is fine for a pool house party I hope you all know that it's BYOB Drinks on the house where we make the money So throw 'em up put 'em down the way it should be Laugh it up live it up in the summer please I see you in the corner they're lookin' at me Can I sit next to you 'cause you're the one I gotta meet You smile so nice, you know you're cinimin' sweet Those curls in your hair, I really dig the barefeet Chases me over to the corner and kisses me on the cheek I'll hold you in my arms, you're the one I wanna keep I'm feelin free, feelin fine cause it's summer time Drinkin' sippin' clothes are rippin' skinny dippin' in the moonlight Mind your p's and q's be sure you don't abuse The priveledges that were given to you And the night ain't through until the sun is risin' up again And when we wake up in the mornin you know it's back to the beach Only matter when we get there don't matter when we leave If we find some swells there that would be a treat Like to think myself a surfer but i'm from the northeast That don't matter to me you know I love it anyway Nowhere else I'd rather be on a bright and sunny day Jump in and loose yourself let the tide take you away Take my hand, leave the sand, come to the water and play See the moon risin as the sun begins to set My skins a little dry but my mouth's feelin wet I take a deep breath and feel the chills down my neck I pull my baby close cause she'll keep me warm I bet Let's make for the poolhouse, you can bring a friend or three Mind their p's and q's and it don't matter to me Until the summer runs out that's the way it will be So strike a chord find the beat and sing it with me I'm feelin free, feelin fine cause it's summer time Drinkin' sippin' clothes are rippin' skinny dippin' in the moonlight Mind your p's and q's be sure you don't abuse The priveledges that were given to you And the night ain't through until the sun is risin up again
Writer(s): John Driscoll, William Benoit Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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