Yes my favorite place to be Is not a land called Honah Lee (MI.) Mentally or physically I want to be in New Orleans I kiss your hair your skin so bare I'll take you with me girl anywhere (MII) You fare well in stormy weather I never met a girl that I

I'm wishing I could rewind Put a cork back into that sweet red wine Put your midnight hair back up So you can let it fall one more time Untouch your skin So good so right, this is one night Float the moon back up in the sky Unkiss your lips and kiss 'em

Get these wheels rollin’ down the road Find us a couple cold beers to hold Let that moonlight kiss your skin Like I’m about to do again and again Don’t matter where we set the party down Underneath the stars or the lights of town In a car, in a bar, girl

California girls We're unforgettable Daisy dukes Bikinis on top Sun-kissed skin We'll melt your popsicle We're undeniable

We can't feel ordinary love And we can't reach any higher, If we can't deal with ordinary love We can't fall any further if The sea wants to kiss the golden shore The sunlight warms your skin All the beauty that's been lost before wants to find us again

Subliminal love, love, love She'll have you hypnotized with that 'come kiss me' smile And that touch that says you're gonna stay a while She's got that subliminal love That hair that falls like waves crashing on her skin In those ocean eyes saying jump

Subliminal love, love, love She'll have you hypnotized with that 'come kiss me' smile And that touch that says you're gonna stay a while She's got that subliminal love That hair that falls like waves crashing on her skin In those ocean eyes saying jump

Subliminal love, love, love She'll have you hypnotized with that 'come kiss me' smile And that touch that says you're gonna stay a while She's got that subliminal love That hair that falls like waves crashing on her skin In those ocean eyes saying jump

Nothing looks the same in the light, Take your time I watch you breathe, I cannot sleep, I touch your hair, I kiss your skin, And hope the morning sun won't wake you too soon. For when you wake,

Your lips taste like sangria We're buzzing like that no vacancy sign out front Your skin is begging to be kissed by a little more than the sun You take my hand in yours, you lean in and Only thing I want to do tonight Is drink you like a Spanish wine Let