Intro: C Dm G7 


[Refrão]
                 C            Dm7                      G7 
Oh, I'd rather be  kissing in Summer, somewhere in the sand 
         C                  C 
In your apartment on the weekends 
           Dm                        G7 
Lift up my dress to see where you've been 
              N.C                     C 
That's what I want and that's where I am 
            Dm7                   G7 
Bite off an apple right from your fridge 
              C                     C 
Come here and taste it right off my lips 
            Dm              G7                   C 
Spill your emotions into my hands, That's what I want 

Verse 
C Dm7               G7      C 
I smell like a rose,  can I have you in doses? 
C     Dm                G7      C 
No, I don't wanna fight,  but I will if you like 
C       Dm7              G7                  C 
I don't swim, I just dive,  right into those blue-green eyes 
C     Dm                G7       C                 C 
No, I don't wanna fight,  I just,  I just wanna be 
 

[Refrão]
           Dm7                      G7 
Kissing in Summer, somewhere in the sand 
         C                  C 
In your apartment on the weekends 
           Dm                        G7 
Lift up my dress to see where you've been 
              N.C                     C 
That's what I want and that's where I am 
            Dm7                   G7 
Bite off an apple right from your fridge 
              C                     C 
Come here and taste it right off my lips 
            Dm              G7                   C 
Spill your emotions into my hands, That's what I want 

verse 2 
N.C                   G7 
And da da da da da da 
                 C                  C 
The shine in our eyes, this love is blind 
Dm               G7                    C 
Let's not decide whether we're too far gone,'Cause I'd rather be 


[Refrão]
C          Dm7                      G7 
Kissing in Summer, somewhere in the sand 
         C                  C 
In your apartment on the weekends 
           Dm                        G7 
Lift up my dress to see where you've been 
              N.C                     C 
That's what I want and that's where I am 
            Dm7                   G7 
Bite off an apple right from your fridge 
              C                     C 
Come here and taste it right off my lips 
            Dm              G7                   C 
Spill your emotions into my hands, That's what I want 

Outro 
C         Dm7   G7 
Oh oh, oh,    oh   oh  da-da-dumn 
C 
That's what I 
C             Dm    G7                C 
Dum da-da-dum,   oh     That's what I