You'll callin' on the phone
You know that I'm alone
And than I hear the words
You're doin more than flirt
I just don't know how you're getting' to this
Oh, honey I don't agree
It's such a pretty, pretty day
Turns me on an' on
To feel the warm sun
To see the blue sky
Makes wanna fly
And I have to say
It's great to make out, boy
When it's a sunny, sunny day
You wake me up by dawn
An wanna be my storm
I shove you to the side
To me there's something wrong
Let's just wait now for the sun to be strong
Oh baby, I can foresee
I know the perfect, perfect place
Turns me on an' on
To feel the warm sun
To see the blue sky
Makes wanna fly
And I have to say
It's great to make out, boy
When it's a sunny, sunny day
You're callin' on the phone
You're callin' on the phone
You're callin' on the phone
You're callin' on the phone
You're callin' on the phone
Turns me on an' on
To feel the warm sun
To see the blue sky
Makes wanna fly
And I have to say
It's great to make out, boy
When it's a sunny, sunny day
You're callin' on the phone
You're callin' on the phone
You're callin' on the phone
You're callin' on the phone
You're callin' on the phone . . .