Sweet sixteen in the car, half fry
We're in my Civic in the parking lot
Making out till we couldn't stop
Oh, Lord, it was hot as hell
Had my cargos and my flip-flops
Writing diddy's in the attic loft
Overheating on my laptop
Oh, Lord, it was hot as hell

Oh, the Carolina nights
Drinking bags of wine
We're riding in the back of a pick-up truck
Oh, with all my windows down
I think of my hometown
And all those

Warm summer nights
Can't you feel the warm breeze blowing?
Can't you see the fireflies glowing?
And the big Moon in the sky
I swear there is no better time
Than those warm summer nights

Sweet sixteen in my CRV
I had my friends but no AC
Jean shorts and cut-off tees
Oh, Lord, it was hot as hell
Cheap beer and jello shots
Playing pong on the tabletop
Stayin' quiet so we didn't get caught
Oh, Lord, it was hot as hell

Oh, the California nights
Never a cloud in sight
Making bonfires till they're burning bright
Oh, I can see it now
Singin' this songs about
All those

Warm summer nights
Can't you feel the warm breeze blowing?
Can't you see the fireflies glowing?
And the big Moon in the sky
I swear there is no better time
Than those warm summer nights

Warm summer nights
Can't you feel the warm breeze blowing?
Can't you see the fireflies glowing?
And the big Moon in the sky
I swear there is no better time
Than those warm summer nights
Oh-oh, summer nights
Whoa-oh!