Picnic For Two

Darling, the sun is out
We've been waiting for a long time now
So let's not waste it and take it while we can

Come on, let's drive out of town
Pick up some red and a bottle of brown
We might just make it, so let's take it while we can

We've been waiting for a light, bright summer summer
I don't want no kiss from another 'nother
I'll be leaning on you, and our picnic for two
Let the music, come down
Let the sunset, fall down

Just as the rain falls down
Take off our clothes and dance around
Come on let's taste it, hmmm while we can

Darling, don't be afraid
I'll still be here at the end of the day
Even when those lonesome shadows fade

We've been waiting for a light, bright summer summer
I don't want no kiss from another 'nother
I'll be leaning on you, and our picnic for two
So let the music, come down
Fall down

We've been waiting for a light, bright summer summer
I don't want no kiss from another 'nother
I'll be leaning on you, and our picnic for two
So let the music, hey, come down
Let the sunset, fall down
Let the music, come down
Let it all come down
Let the sunset, fall down
Let the music, come down
Ooh ooh
Fall down

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