I hate the winterCan't stand the coldI tend to cancel all the plans(So sorry, I can't make it)But when the heat comesSomething takes a holdCan I kick it?Yeah, I canMy cheeks in high color, overripe peachesNo shirt, no shoes, only my featuresMy boy behind me, he's taking picturesLead the boys and girls onto the beachesCome one, come all, I'll tell you my secretsI'm kinda like a prettier JesusForget all of the tearsThat you've criedIt's over (Over)(Over, over, over)It's a new state of mindAre you coming, my baby?Acid greenAquamarineThe girls, the dancingIn the sandAnd I throw my cellular deviceIn the waterCan you reach me?No, you can't (Aha)My cheeks in high color, overripe peachesNo shirt, no shoes, only my featuresMy boy behind me, he's taking pictures(He's taking pictures)Lead the boys and girls onto the beachesCome one, come all, I'll tell you my secretsI'm kinda like a prettier JesusTurn it onIn a new kind of brightIt's solar (Solar)(Solar, solar, solar)Come on and let the bliss beginBlink three times when you feel it kickin' inThat solar-olarOlar powerSolar-olarOlar powerSolar-olarOlar powerSolar-olarOlar powerSolar-olarOlar powerSolar-olarOlar power