You smell like summer sun
I know the summer's done but
I can't shake the tune
You left in my head, bedside, mid-June
Now we're, dancin' round the parkin' lots
Can't tell if it's dark or not
You look like the moon on that first night we had
Outside mid-June, yeah

I'm infatuated, no exaggeration
She wear my heart around her waist like a fashion statement
Brought the color to my world, upped the saturation
So everything I feel about her, well, I have to say it
Oh my fashionista, my lil diva, oh Mamacita
I wanna see you, I gotta see you
I gotta tell an entire coliseum about the Vida Loca
We could have, we could be it if you and me just believe it
cnd I do, to you I'd never lie to
I wanna earn the blessing of bein' the man beside you
Baby hold my hand
I won't let you down, just don't let me land

So when months change and seasons follow
I can't think past tomorrow
I hope the universe found time of hers to borrow
I know, I'm fallin' deeper nightly
Especially when she calls me Mikey
I don't know much about heaven or angels
But Lord, she might be

You smell like summer sun
I know the summer's done but
I can't shake the tune
You left in my head, bedside, mid-June
Now we're, dancin' round the parkin' lots
Can't tell if it's dark or not
You look like the moon on that first night we had
Outside mid-June, yeah

I like life when I'm around you
I miss you when I'm without you
I love all of the moments where I learn about you
cnd how you love me is like a how to
Hook a drug fiend, that look is obscene
Make a crook come clean, say his whole dumb scheme to a fed
Wouldn't leave nothin' unsaid
Talkin' backups, escape routes and all of the rest

So when months change and seasons follow
I can't think past tomorrow
I hope the universe found time of hers to borrow
I know, I'm fallin' deeper nightly
Especially when she calls me Mikey
I don't know much about heaven or angels
But Lord, she might be

You smell like summer sun
I know the summer's done but
I can't shake the tune
You left in my head, bedside, mid-June
Now we're, dancin' round the parkin' lots
Can't tell if it's dark or not
You look like the moon on that first night we had
Outside mid-June, yeah
It went oh, oh, whoa, whoa
Oh, oh, whoa, whoa
Oh, oh, whoa, whoa
On that first night, first night mid-June
It went, oh, oh, whoa, whoa
Oh, oh, whoa, whoa
Oh, oh, whoa, whoa
On that first night, first night mid-June