Lemonade Songtext
von Jaime Jackett

If you′d look up
Glance over this way
You'd see me contorted
With a sour looking face
A little bit puzzled
A little bit mean
A little bit surprised
By this giant lemon tree

But there you sit
Basking in it′s shade
It smells so sweet
And it makes you wanna stay

I don't wanna play dirty
Don't wanna be cliche
But if you give me lemons
Imma make a lemonade


I′ll sell it out on the corner of the street
20 cents a cup and it′s tasting mighty sweet
I'll start at the bottom
I′ll work my way up
You'll be drinking your own lemons
Mixed with sugar from my cup

I don′t wanna play dirty
Don't wanna be cliche
But if you give me lemons
Imma make a lemonade
I don′t wanna play dirty
Don't wanna be cliche
But if you give me lemons
Imma make a lemonade

And the longer I live
The more lemons seem to grow
Tiny ones and gnarly ones
All lined up in a row
It seems like other people
Start to drop em off for me
And I'm never short on lemons
To satisfy your needs


I′ll sell it out on the corner of the street
20 cents a cup and it′s tasting mighty sweet
I'll start at the bottom
I′ll work my way up
You'll be drinking your own lemons
And just lappin′ em up

I don't wanna play dirty
Don′t wanna be cliche
But if you give me lemons
Imma make a lemonade
I don't wanna play dirty
Don't wanna be cliche
But if you give me lemons
Imma make a lemonade
I don′t wanna play dirty
Don′t wanna be cliche
But if you give me lemons
Imma make a lemonade
Imma make a lemonade
Imma make a lemonade