Summertime turnout

Hot sun, and splashing waves

Laughing under those golden rays

Sun-kissed skin, Bikini season

Looking hot and ready to score

He strolls in, looking to explore

Casual drinks and carefree chats

Little did I know, I was his catch

All the signs were there

I was just blinded by the light

He’s a smooth talker, he’s got a plan

But it don’t feel right

His smiles a mask, his glance a trap

Summer sun,

Soft sand,

Smooth waves

He’s playin’ a game, where your the prize

Kick that boy to the curb!

He’s callin’

His words so charmin’

Your the catch, don’t take the bait,

Just walk away

Laughter turns to a lesson learned

Tonight, it’s my turn, to win the game

I won’t get played

All the signs were there

I was just blinded by the light

He’s a smooth talker, he’s got a plan

But it don’t feel right

His smiles a mask, his glance a trap

Summer sun,

Soft sand,

Smooth waves

He’s playin’ a game, where your the prize

Kick that boy to the curb!

Burning the past, under the sun

No more games,

I’ll be the winner

While you get played

Summer lovin’, that’s just a joke

Sun-kissed skin, bikini season

Sunny days come and go

Just like boys

So kick him to the curb, oh yeah

Living my story,

Sunshine and waves for me.