Pink Lemonade

Pink lemonade, half sweet in her own way
Nothing to say to her
(Pink lemonade)
She's summertime, pink waves on the shoreline
I'd run away with her
(Pink lemonade)

Drop dead, first time that I met her
Puttin' gin in her juice on a Tuesday
She was sweet with a sour sense of humor
I'm in the palm of her hand like a live grenade
Hot summer love, not typical
Sweat drippin' off of my face
I'm burnin' up and she's cool enough
To sell me anything and I'll buy it

Pink lemonade, half sweet in her own way
Nothing to say to her
(Pink lemonade)
She's summertime, pink waves on the shoreline
I'd run away with her
(Pink lemonade)
Nothing to say to her (pink lemonade)
I'd run away with her (pink lemonade)

Ocean breeze like fingers runnin' through my hair
Lemons squeeze like a swim on a hot day
I never thought that I needed someone
Until she put the sun in my face

Pink lemonade, half sweet in her own way
Nothing to say to her
(Pink lemonade)
She's summertime, pink waves on the shoreline
I'd run away with her
(Pink lemonade)
Nothing to say to her (pink lemonade)
I'd run away with her (pink lemonade)

Locked eyes at the dive off the highway
But she's the sun and I can't look at her in her face
Blackout when she turns over my way
I'm overheated, I need a drink of lemonade

Nothing to say to her (pink lemonade)
Hey
Everything tastes like her (pink lemonade)

Pink lemonade, half sweet in her own way
Nothing to say to her
Nothing, nothing to say (pink lemonade)
She's summertime, pink waves on the shoreline
I'd run away with her, with her
Pink lemonade



Credits
Writer(s): Adam Bradley, John Fengya, Kyle Cochran, Matthew Prodanovich, Michael Pereira
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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