We're skinny dippin' under the sun
Living the life à la Caribbean
Forgettin' the shit that make us run
We do never ever have to return
We could just make love under the sun
Fill our minds with anything but concerns
My kisses on your neck make you burn
My lips taste caramel and the good rhum
See this could be all of us
See this what we could have
But you're not tired, nah
You're not tired to mess around
Advocating the good
But practicing the bad
I am not your only lover
And I ain't even mad
Lasciviousness, lusciousness
Consciousness of our sexiness
We are young being all reckless
Playing games like we are ruthless
Bad coping business
This loneliness got you depressed
This could be more than just good sex
If our feelings we could express
We're skinny dippin' under the sun
Living the life in the Caribbean
Forgettin' the shit that make us run
We do never ever have to return
Yarden - Burn Lyrics
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We're skinny dippin' under the sun
Living the life à la Caribbean
Forgettin' the shit that make us run
We do never ever have to return
We could just make love under the sun
Fill our minds with anything but concerns
My kisses on your neck make you burn
My lips taste caramel and the good rhum
See this could be all of us
See this what we could have
But you're not tired, nah
You're not tired to mess around
Advocating the good
But practicing the bad
I am not your only lover
And I ain't even mad
Lasciviousness, lusciousness
Consciousness of our sexiness
We are young being all reckless
Playing games like we are ruthless
Bad coping business
This loneliness got you depressed
This could be more than just good sex
If our feelings we could express
We're skinny dippin' under the sun
Living the life in the Caribbean
Forgettin' the shit that make us run
We do never ever have to return
Living the life à la Caribbean
Forgettin' the shit that make us run
We do never ever have to return
We could just make love under the sun
Fill our minds with anything but concerns
My kisses on your neck make you burn
My lips taste caramel and the good rhum
See this could be all of us
See this what we could have
But you're not tired, nah
You're not tired to mess around
Advocating the good
But practicing the bad
I am not your only lover
And I ain't even mad
Lasciviousness, lusciousness
Consciousness of our sexiness
We are young being all reckless
Playing games like we are ruthless
Bad coping business
This loneliness got you depressed
This could be more than just good sex
If our feelings we could express
We're skinny dippin' under the sun
Living the life in the Caribbean
Forgettin' the shit that make us run
We do never ever have to return
Writer: Jordan Edom
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid