Sweet, Salt, Sour

When I need relief for a week

I go somewhere warmer

I'm lying on the beach / Siesta

It’s a getaway

I met Maria sitting at the bar, Crying just a little

I lifted her spirits with a drink

but it got out of hand

Although we had so many drinks between us

And what I tasted,

oh no no

when I kissed her

She tasted sweet, salt, sour

She tasted like the summer

She was good, bad, pure

I need a little more

And then at 5 AM

I was in her arms again

It was a Spanish fire

tomorrow I’ll be back

oh oh mh mh

If this lasts another week, I’m gonna lose it

I think I’m seeing triple

No man could keep this up, so when I’m home,

I won’tgo to the bar

Although we had so many drinks between us

And what I tasted, oh no no

when I kissed her

She tasted sweet, salt, sour

She tasted like the summer

She was good, bad, pure

I need a little more

Then at 5 AM

I was in her arms again

It was a Spanish fire

tomorrow I’ll be back