Текст песни June Bug - Erin Rae

You′re probably late getting home
Ain't you baby
Gone wild on a strawberry moon
I can just see you now
Curly hair crazy
You′re drawn to the night like a
June bug, June bug

If I had it to do again over
If I could go back and retrace a few
I'd never have talked to you drunk
Only sober
And I'd be sure I promised you
True love
True love