Honeysuckle in my hair
And summer in my footsteps
I'll never be a millionaire
But I've got linen sheets and I've got good sex

Dream of mango sesame
Of lover's thrills on grass hills
And when you give that look to me
Well, I can't help but get the chills

I guess I'm just wondering dear
Where in the world do we go from here?

Give me a space beneath the shade
Give me a glass of spiced lemonade
You've got the day ahead of you
And I've got you, so why don't we stay?

53 things on the shelf
My life is like a checklist
Wish that I could be myself
Be a little reckless

Where's the fire, where's the smoke?
Tell me, what's the rush now? (What the rush?)
You're not rich but you're not broke
So don't you make a fuss now

Babe, one thing just became clear
Let's tear up the list and go from here

Give me a space beneath the shade
Give me a glass of spiced lemonade
You've got the day ahead of you
And I've got you, so why don't we stay?
Oh, oh-oh

Ooh, give me a space beneath the shade (give me, give me)
Give me a glass of spiced lemonade (I just wanna love spiced lemonade)
You've got the day ahead of you (give me, give me)
So many hours of nothing to do (I just wanna love spiced lemonade)

Give me a space beneath the shade (give me, give me)
Give me a glass of spiced lemonade (I just wanna love spiced lemonade)
You've got the day ahead of you (give me, give me)
And I've got you, so why don't we stay? Yeah