Summer Jam

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Summer Jam - Jake Owen ft. Florida Georgia Line
Tyler Hubbard, Brian Kelley, Craig Wiseman


You're the flops on my feet
The top down on my jeep
You're the watermelon sticky-lip
Kiss on my cheek
You're the kick in the cup
Pretty girl, you know what's up
You a skinny little dip in the creek

You're the shades that hide the rays
You're even sweeter than my sweet nanny's lemonade
Yeah you're hotter than a tiki
Midnight sneaky
Out my back window, girl
You comin' out to meet me, yeah

CHORUS
Turn it up girl
You're turning me on
I wanna spin you like a record here forever long
You know I'm digging what you're doing
Grooving just like you're grooving
Hit that playback
Let's get back to it now
You and me we're like a simple song
Yeah so damn easy to sing along
I don't need a guitar or a band
Cause baby you're my summer jam

You're the sun on my face
The cold beer in the case
You're the little tan legs swinging off of my gate
You're the moon in my shine
You're the rap in my rhyme
You ain't a 7, 8, 9,
Naw, girl you a dime

You're the shades that hide the rays
You're even cooler than my cooler
When I'm chilling on the lake
Yah you finer than fine
You put the good in the time
You're the fireworks flyin' on the fourth of July
So come on

REPEAT CHORUS

Don't need no "Sweet Home Alabama'"
I don't want a Jukebox baby
I don't need a beat to dance
All I need is you and me
You know that baby
You're my little shottie hottie driving me crazy
You're the melody that gets me poppin'
There ain't no stoppin’ when we get to rockin’
C'mon

REPEAT CHORUS

All I need is you and me
You know that baby
You're the melody that drives me crazy

I don't need a guitar or a band,
(Aww yeah)
Cause baby you're my summer jam

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