Variety Picnic - Sunscreen Dream

Sun beaming with a hint of a breeze
It's gonna be 100 degrees
Sandy trousers
We could be here for hours
I've got all the time in the world

You're psychic with an orange slice
Yeah You know just what I like
Baby here it comes
I can feel it in my plums
Got the ball I'm ready to strike

Baby you're my sunscreen dream
Your lips taste bavarian cream

I could build a sandcastle for you honey
Just as long as it's always sunny
I don't like the rain
It makes me kinda go insane
Weatherman says the sky is drained
Thank God

I'm not old fashioned
I got passion
Not distractions
I'm a bonafied scorpio

Watch the motion of the ocean
Grab some lotion
Lather up, I'm ready to go

Lather me up
Lather me up
Lather me up with your love

Lather me up
Lather me up
Lather me up with your love

Lather me up
Lather me up
Lather me up with your love

Lather me up
Lather me up
Lather me up with your love

Lather me up
Lather me up
Lather me up with your love

Lather me up
Lather me up
Lather me up with your love

Baby you're my sunscreen dream
Baby you're my sunscreen dream
Your lips taste bavarian cream
Baby you're my sunscreen dream

Written by:
Patrick Mahan

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