Paroles de Lemonade

She's sweet and she's not concentrated 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 my knees 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 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 And be my tall glass of lemonade on that hot summer day Oh that tight skirt, she makes me hurt What can I say?