Watermelon Moonshine
Alex (TikTok Country Session)
Description
A tongue-in-cheek country anthem overflowing with summertime sweetness and backwoods rebellion. 'Watermelon Moonshine' paints a vivid picture of young love fueled by homemade hooch under a scorching sun. With a laid-back, fingerpicked groove and a healthy dose of self-aware humor, Alex delivers a track perfect for porch sittin', tailgate parties, and maybe a little bit of trouble.
Lyrics
[Intro] (Spoken over lazy picking, porch swing creak sound effect) "Tastes like strawberries… on a summer evenin’… nah, scratch that. Tastes like straight sin on a tailgate. Little bit of redemption, little bit of regret. Here we go." [Verse 1] Baby, you’re drippin’ down my chin in the July heat Juice on your lips, barefoot in the front seat One bite of that smile and I’m buzzin’ like a beehive You’re my watermelon moonshine [Pre-Chorus] I want your belly, I want your thighs I want that sugar rush runnin’ down my mind Got me climbin' the walls, losin' track of time You're sweeter than any sin I can find [Chorus] Watermelon moonshine, high You’re my watermelon moonshine, high Tastes like a backroad Saturday night One more slice and I’m feelin’ just right Watermelon moonshine, high [Verse 2] Spit them seeds like secrets in the tall grass Laughin’ so hard we fall in the truck bed real fast Sunset bleedin’ red, your skin stickin’ to mine You’re my watermelon moonshine [Pre-Chorus] I want your belly, I want your thighs I want that sugar rush runnin’ down my mind Got me climbin' the walls, losin' track of time You're sweeter than any sin I can find [Chorus] Watermelon moonshine, high You’re my watermelon moonshine, high Tastes like a backroad Saturday night One more slice and I’m feelin’ just right Watermelon moonshine, high [Bridge] (Half-whispered, muted strings) Breathe it in… breathe it out… Girl, I’m drunk on you and I can’t find south Lost in your eyes, lost in this heat Thinkin' 'bout forever, six strings and bare feet [Final Chorus] (Big dumb grin, full strums, slight vocal crack on the "high!") Watermelon moonshine, high! Yeah, you’re my watermelon moonshine, high! Mama’s gonna kill me but I’m feelin’ so fine One more sip and I’m yours ‘til the stars flatline Watermelon moonshine… high [Outro] (Spoken, laughing, fading out with porch swing and crickets) "That’s 180 proof, baby… and 100% illegal in 27 states. Maybe 28... What was I saying?"