[Chorus] Chillin all day, smoking all night Sittin on the lawn like the fourth of July Girl, lets blaze, lets get high Nothing really beats the look in your eyes Chillin all day, smoking all night Sittin on the lawn like the fourth of July Girl, lets blaze, lets get high Nothing really beats the look in your eyes [Verse 1] Chilling in the summer, chilling in the suburbs Nothing but some sun, maybe one another Honey, whats your number? Were never getting younger Tonight were getting drunk in love and I could be your lover We could watch the fireworks, that or just the stars Make you fall in love while I play guitartar Baby, wont you show me who you are? Stereo blasting, driving in my car Car Hanging in the summer sun, you could be my number one Parents think Im crazy but just tell em that Im having fun And nothing else matters Cause Im free, riding on that summer breeze That summer breeze That summer breeze That summer breeze [Chorus] Chillin all day, smoking all night Sittin on the lawn like the fourth of July Girl, lets blaze, lets get high Nothing really beats the look in your eyes Chillin all day, smoking all night Sittin on the lawn like the fourth of July Girl, lets blaze, lets get high Nothing really beats the look in your eyes [Verse 2] Baby, wont you come away with me? We can go to the lake, youll see We could watch the sun go down Listening to Lana as we drive around Put your hand out the window, girl, feel that wind blow Riding til the sun set, girl, you having fun yet? Move into the back seat, put the top down Kiss me like you mean it, nobody is around Girl, Im gonna take you where you never been before Honey, wont you come and see New York? I could take you on Broadway After that, well hit the shore for the summer breeze That summer breeze That summer breeze That summer breeze [Chorus] Chillin all day, smoking all night Sittin on the lawn like the fourth of July Girl, lets blaze, lets get high Nothing really beats the look in your eyes Chillin all day, smoking all night Sittin on the lawn like the fourth of July Girl, lets blaze, lets get high Nothing really beats the look in your eyes [Guitar Solo William Bolton]
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