| Chilling on a beach with my sweet Georgia peach
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| Not a care in the world, just trying to beat the heat
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| Body like an hourglass, sand on her feet
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| I can’t help but stare cause I got the best seat
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| Just when I thought it couldn’t get any hotter you slid on in
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| Said, «I'm a little hot and bothered, if you know what I mean
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| Let’s crank it up to a hundred degrees»
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| You hit me like fire, shot me like a bullet
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| Burned me up and down, no way to cool it
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| But every time you kiss me it’s like sunshine and whiskey
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| Like a bottle of Jack straight to the head
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| One shot, two shot, Coppertone red
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| Every time you kiss me it’s like sunshine and whiskey
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| I was slow driving south with the top drop down
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| Her hair in the wind, Tom Petty up loud
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| You gave me that look, you licked them lips
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| I said, «Hang on baby, better pull over for this»
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| I don’t wanna get DWK, driving while kissing they’ll put you away
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| You hit me like fire, shot me like a bullet
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| Burned me up and down, no way to cool it
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| But every time you kiss me it’s like sunshine and whiskey
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| It’s like a bottle of Jack straight to the head
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| One shot, two shot, Coppertone red
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| Every time you kiss me it’s like sunshine and whiskey
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| Every time you kiss me it’s like sunshine and whiskey
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| Every time you kiss me it’s like sunshine and whiskey |