Tonight I’m feeling alright
I’m gonna make my boyfriend spend his money
My clothes are fitting so tight
And everybody knows we’re up to something
My body is a cherry bomb
I’m gonna blow you up and you can cry to mom
But when I wanna play just know that I can play hard
Ah-ah, hot summer, hot summer
Hot summer, yeah it feel like 1997
Ah-ah, hot summer
Hot summer, baby I can take you right to heaven
Ah-ah, hot summer
Hot summer, yeah it feel like 1997
Ah-ah, hot summer, hot summer
Woo, woo, woo
Woo, woo, woo