American Summer - Giiants
Lyricist：Cameron Maxwell/Adam Bailey
Composer：Cameron Maxwell/Adam Bailey
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Take you to the beach
Flip flops and tank tops
You're feeling my leather seats sticking onto you
Sweet like
Coca cola
We go for miles
And I'm sweating
Just want you now
Take me to heaven
Cool me down
Cool me down
Make it last a little longer
Nothing beats an American summer
We can do what we wanna
Oh
Cheap beer and cool water
Land of the free
And the home of you and me
Top down in my hummer
Nothing beats an American summer
Two wild young lovers
Land of the free
Home of you and me
Baby
Rocketship popsicles
Make me wanna taste your lips of red and blue
Parking lot cigarettes
And our clothes are wet
Still dripping from the pool
We dance our butts from all the sunshine
The stars come out with all the fireflies
Cool me down
Cool me down
Cool me down
Cool me down
Nothing beats an American summer
We can do what we wanna oh
Cheap beer and cool water
Land of the free and the home of you and me
Top down in my hummer
Nothing beats an American summer
Two wild young lovers
Land of the free
Home of you and me
Baby
Bonfires dancing while the embers glow
Santa Monica
Into the east coast
Doesn't matter
As long as you hold me close
As long as you hold me close
An American summer
Ahh
Ahhhh
That's me
Land of the free and free
Home of you and me
