James Oblak - 4th of July: Barcelona

You were walking all alone, when your heel got stuck in the cobblestone
I pulled to your side, with a rose and my ride
And I said, "How about I take you to the town tonight?"
And you made a little fuss, when I had to change my shirt and you missed the bus
But I said, "Don’t worry baby, the party don’t get crazy
Till you get in with me and then it's time to get hazy"
It feels so good with an American guy
Let me mix a bit of sugar with a taste of your spice
You get my attention with that body and those Spanish eyes
Under the Barcelona sun, you never looked so good, and I never run dry
Every night will be the Fourth of July, with your American guy.
To the beach or to the club?
You know, my ship don’t sail until the sun comes up
It's sailors delight, and I’m here for the night
Don’t gotta worry with my smile, and the glow of street light
I’ll race you to the linden trees
And If I win you gotta take a bath with me in the sea
Don’t forget to bring me a pocket of sand
To throw a party in July with this American Man.
It feels so good with an American guy
Let me mix a bit of sugar with the taste of your spice
You get my attention with that body and those Spanish eyes
Under the Barcelona sun, you never looked so good, and I never run dry
Every night will be the fourth of July, with your American guy.
When the breeze stops for a moment, I’ll light a fire to keep us going
The summer day will last forever, the red, blue and white
The fourth of July, this dimpled sky, It's never looked so good in your Spanish eyes
You hit when the firework lights... So give it to me nice
Your American guy
Your American guy
On the fourth of July-with your American Guy

Written by:
James Oblak

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