Lyrics

It’s 95 degrees in center city
and something tells me
I should be by the water
Streets are melting
People getting nervous
And everybody’s thinking
“We should be by the water”
In the state where the girls don’t pump gas
We’ll find ourselves a beach and put on tinted glass

Our skin, salty from the sand and the heat
Sugar with my honey as the waves kiss our feet
Let’s go and grab the cats and the dog
And the Lemon Tree

Temperature’s rising
What are we waiting for
Don’t you know... we should be...
Out on the porch with a drink, if you please
Light sheers snap and dance in the breeze
And as the cat lazes idly without a care
My eyes go hazy in a vacant stare
Let’s go and grab the cats and the dog
And the Lemon Tree
Cape May... Ocean City..., have you been to Avalon?
We could go to Wildwood!
We’ll escape to where life’s just a whim
Of sun and sand and surf and your skin
Thanks, New Jersey, for letting us in
And letting us out again
Let’s go and grab the cats and the dog
Let’s go and grab the cats and the dog
And the Lemon Tree