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!