You sashay along on hot sand in red bikini,
outshining summer, you’re so fine, you’re so fine.
Your ass is amazing, as sweet as your breasts,
you shake it, don’t break it, you’re so fine.
Slow down, let me cool the heat of your summer,
so hot, you sizzle more torridly than heaven’s orbs.
Don’t throw wet blanket, I’m burning, you’re so fine.
Want you before ardor declines and you’re not so fine.
At the end of the summer, I’ll have used you up,
my wand will be exhausted and unable to function.
It’s just a summer fling and I’m wilted and tired.
Find someone else who will think you’re so fine.