Lemonade Lyrics

I made 6 trips to the promenade

'Cause there's a girl there

Who sells lemonade

She's the prettiest float in the parade

She's the highest note in a serenade

I walk back and forth right in front of her booth

Pushed along by the persistence of youth

'Cause time don't wait, so neither can I

Who knows when the lemons will run dry

Hey Lemonade where are you from and how are you made?

Are you sweet or tart? Are you taste-able art?

When you squeeze those rinds, girl

You squeeze my heart

You know, everyday I come here although

It's out of my way

It's a trip I take for just-to-see-you's sake

I'll even pay for that drink you make

I think she's finally starting to recognize me

My pink polka-dot bow tie identifies me

When my back is turned I hope she

Surrepetitiously eyes me

GUITAR SOLO lol

I made 12 trips to the promenade

'Cause there's a girl there who sells lemonade

Well she's the shiniest coin in the vault

I'm getting late for work

And it's all her fault

I walk my feet off trying to see

If glancing at her will make her look at me

I think it does but I don't have any proof

But I got my thirst

And the persistence of youth

Hey Lemonade where are you from

And how are you made?

Are you sweet or tart? Are you taste-able art?

If you were sold in stores, girl I'd put you in my cart

You know every day I come here although it's out of my way

And if you're ever gone, well I'll wish you'd stayed

'Cause I don't come here

For the lemonade