Who doesn't like the sun? I run in the rain But leave me for days And I'll go insane You'll blister my paint You'll blister my paint You blister my paint
I dreamt about the kiss Every night so far this week I hope I don't tonight I hope I break the streak Your overexposure Makes my eyes weak But I can't look away You're so hot then you leave me
I feel you sitting there With your third degree Glaring holes into me Sortez-moi du Soleil Or you'll blister my paint
You'll blister my paint You blister my paint
I dreamt about thе kiss Every night so far this week and I hope I don't tonight I hope I brеak the streak Your overexposure Makes my eyes weak But I can't look away You're so hot then you leave me
And you, you blister my paint You blister my paint You blister my paint
You, you blister my paint You blister my paint You blister my paint
Compositores: Douglas Frost, Lewis Whiting, Lily Fontaine, Nicholas Eden