The Buttertones
Lemonade
[Verse 1]
She's sweet and she's not concentrate
I can't think straight
She's looking my way
(Looking my way)
I get sick and my hands start to shake when she says my name
Looking my way
(Looking my way)
I'm losing, weak in the knees

[Chorus]
She's cold and sour like a tall glass of
Lemonade on that hot summer day
That tight dress, I must confess
She fucks with my head

[Verse 2]
I try to speak but I'm all tongue and cheek
And she walks away
Think of something to say
(Before it's too late)
If I had her, I'd be complete
But I gotta be something that she needs
(Make her heart scream)
She never gives me a sign, she just takes her time
Oh baby please, replenish my mind
[Chorus]
And be my tall glass of
Lemonade on that hot summer day
Oh that tight skirt, she makes me hurt
What can I say?