Yo
Turquoise toe box with velvet lace
In a spit-shine gleen, I see my face...grinning
Left, right, right, left
Right , right, left, left
One foot forward, then the other
Brings us that much more together
Walkin' and talkin'
Singin' and flingin'
I wanna take you on a picnic
Hold your hand for all to witness
This is the season, don't need a reason
My inhibitions are gone, I've got my summer shoes on
Fast, slow, slow, fast
Slow, slow, fast, fast
Skip with me across the sand
You're my woman, I'm your man
Sittin' and drinkin'
Eatin' and tweetin'
Open up that wicker basket
Light them candles with some matches
This is the season, don't need a reason
My inhibitions are gone, I've got my summer shoes on
You lean in close as I whisper in your ear
"I wanna dip my pickle in your nice warm beer"
"And you can smear your mustard over my corn dog"
Then hop, hop, hop like a bullfrog
This is the season, don't need a reason
My inhibitions are gone, I've got my summer shoes on