Deep Summer in the Deep South
Andalusia, Alabama
In the August heat
Hot enough to fry an egg on the cobblestones
It's too hot to put your clothes on
It's too hot to eat
Mama says you're just all skin and lazy bones
All day long a Coca-Cola
Is all you can think of
Late at night, your body gets so
Thirsty for his love, it's just
Deep summer
In the Deep South
All that constant perspiration
Always makes a body pout
Drippin' sweet nothings
From your honeysuckle mouth
Now you're drowning in deep summer
In the Deep South
You go knockin' on his window
When the moon is full
Then you slip down to the river for a skinny dip
Ain't no tellin' what can happen
When push comes to pull
And your heart starts melting in the summer's grip
Ain't no way you can describe it
How he makes you feel
It's like the river took you in its arms
And swept you to Mobile, it's just
Deep summer
In the Deep South
All that constant perspiration
Always makes a body pout
Drippin' sweet nothings
From your honeysuckle mouth
And you're drowning in deep summer
In the Deep South
Don't know how you're gonna stand it
How much your heart aches
All that you can do is hold on 'til that
Scarlet fever breaks, it's just
Deep summer
In the Deep South
In the August heat
Hot enough to fry an egg on the cobblestones
It's too hot to put your clothes on
It's too hot to eat
Mama says you're just all skin and lazy bones
All day long a Coca-Cola
Is all you can think of
Late at night, your body gets so
Thirsty for his love, it's just
Deep summer
In the Deep South
All that constant perspiration
Always makes a body pout
Drippin' sweet nothings
From your honeysuckle mouth
Now you're drowning in deep summer
In the Deep South
You go knockin' on his window
When the moon is full
Then you slip down to the river for a skinny dip
Ain't no tellin' what can happen
When push comes to pull
And your heart starts melting in the summer's grip
Ain't no way you can describe it
How he makes you feel
It's like the river took you in its arms
And swept you to Mobile, it's just
Deep summer
In the Deep South
All that constant perspiration
Always makes a body pout
Drippin' sweet nothings
From your honeysuckle mouth
And you're drowning in deep summer
In the Deep South
Don't know how you're gonna stand it
How much your heart aches
All that you can do is hold on 'til that
Scarlet fever breaks, it's just
Deep summer
In the Deep South
Credits
Writer(s): Hugh Prestwood
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