".....I know just what your thinking her kisses taste like wine...." It was summer and the truth was her kisses did taste like wine And they did scramble up my mind We were in and among and anything else that had to with love Pushed past the image of heated exchange Cared less about the company any one else but us A prior bar would have been useless Inseparable car beach woods bar bed oh the bed Well back seat sationwagon mini van Ah you looked and turned away Life was better than It was us and only us Sing dance Swim Romance Love War gone Drugs Lonely Song Bid her sweet Bid her someone else Bid her happy else where But oh that summer Hotter than hot