Sunburnt Love

Sweet little Janey She got the jeans with the butterflies on the back pockets Sweet little Janey She make the boys eyeballs pop out of their sockets I was eighteen she was nineteen And we was learning about each others anatomy The best summer I ever had I never felt so good I never felt so bad All that chemical persuasion All that skin-deep temptation But my sunburnt love Died in the autumn rain Sweet little Janey She wore that black bikini on the fourth of July Sweet little Janey Swam in the lake with me all through the night time I was eighteen she was nineteen And I was going places I never seen Green grass and the summer sun Dancing to a new vibration