Credits
AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Ezra Brooks
Künstler:in
Étienne Bélanger
Künstler:in
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Étienne Bélanger
Songwriter:in
Curtis Lowe
Songwriter:in
Lyrics
Sunshine for a million years
Like I've known forever
White hot making love in the heat
My kind of Indian summer
You don't understand me
You don't even give a damn
You're hot and pretty
And you only want a real man
I can feel my baby kiss my neck
As we're driving down the coast
Told me that she loved my madness
Like thorns on a rose
If I were you, I'd get out of my way
If you don't
Want to get caught in the game
Naked on the patio
Like you're flaunting something
Make a man want to take you home
To get my reaction
You don't understand me
You don't even give a damn
You're hot and lonely
And you only fuck with real men
I can feel my baby kiss my neck
As we're driving down the coast
Told me that she loved my madness
Like thorns on a rose
If I were you, I'd get out of my way
If you don't
Want to get caught in the game
It's you, It's you
Every time I think about it's you
Every time I think about it you
Ooh
You don't even know my own name
You don't even know who I am
Ohhh
Aaahh
I can feel my baby kiss my neck
As we're driving down the coast
Told me that she loved my madness
Like thorns on a rose
If I were you, I'd get out of my way
If you don't
Want to get caught in the game
If you don't
Want to get caught in the game
Written by: Curtis Lowe, Leo Dressel, Étienne Bélanger