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Creeks ain't supposed to be cold in June
And summer flings ain't meant to make it to September
In a quick stop town
When you find something you ain't supposed to do
The desire and the want to tend to linger
And hang around and around, like
Bonfire smoke on your Levi jeans
Wash it how you want, it ain't never comin' clean
Like that first-time trouble on seventeen
Oh, how the moon paints a midnight blue
I was all over you
All over you
All over you
You covered me up with those honey eyes
Like I was a matchstick you wanted to light
And sit and watch it burn
Every last ember, 'til it's
Bonfire smoke on your Levi jeans
Wash it how you want, it ain't never comin' clean
Like that first-time trouble on seventeen
Oh, how the moon paints a midnight blue
I was all over you
All over you
All over you
Creeks ain't supposed to be cold in June
And ten years' time should heal all wounds
I thought that I was all over you
All over you
All over you
All over you
All over you
I thought I was all over you
All over you
All over you
I thought I was all over, all over
All over you
All over you
All over, all over
All over you
Like that first-time trouble on seventeen
Oh, how the moon paints a midnight blue
I thought I was all over you