歌手:Beth Hart
专辑:《Fire on the Floor》

Summertime joy

Is all around me

I got me a brand new boy

Who entertains me
We lie on the beach

And we mess up the sheets

And it tastes like coca cola

Just like coca cola

He tastes like coca cola do

Summertime bliss

Has finally found me

His tongue on my quivering lips

Sweeter than candy

We kiss on the pier

I nibble on his ear

And he tastes like coca cola

Just like coca cola

He tastes like coca cola do

He's better than a cup

Of chocolate covered cherry love

Smooth as a whiskey cream

Satisfaction guaranteed

Summertime
Summertime joy

Summertime madness

Got a little hot bed and breakfast

He's the melting butter underneath my jam
He's my favorite toy

So bottoms up boy

Cause yeah ya taste like coca cola
Just like coca cola

You taste
Like coca cola do