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Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Late June
Sand in my shoes
Shirt on your arm
Tide creeping up on our towels
You laugh
Say
"Last one in buys fries"
[Chorus]
Skinny dipping under that crooked moon
Hearts kicking harder than our feet in the blue
Every little shiver saying
"Me too
Me too"
Skinny dipping
Acting like we’re still sixteen
Hands finding courage where the waves turn green
Always gets me burning like a fever dream
[Verse 2]
Dark water
Salt on your lips
Dare in your eyes
Your fingers tracing my shoulder
Like you’re writing secrets in code on my skin
[Chorus]
Skinny dipping under that crooked moon
Hearts kicking harder than our feet in the blue
Every little shiver saying
"Me too
Me too"
Skinny dipping
Acting like we’re still sixteen
Hands finding courage where the waves turn green
Always gets me burning like a fever dream
[Bridge]
We duck under
Hold our breath too long
Come up gasping
Tangled in a laugh and a cough
Who said growing up meant cooling off?
Who said growing up meant cooling off? (hey!)
[Chorus]
Skinny dipping under that crooked moon
Hearts kicking harder than our feet in the blue
Every little shiver saying
"Me too
Me too"
Skinny dipping
Acting like we’re still sixteen
Hands finding courage where the waves turn green
Always gets me burning like a fever dream
Details
GeneratedFeb 23, 2026
Duration3:23
LanguageEnglish
Style
Slow-blooming indie pop with a dreamy, hazy groove. Clean electric guitar arpeggios over warm bass and brushed drums; male vocals half-whispered in the verses, opening into a sticky, melodic hook in the chorus. Subtle synth pads and distant oohs widen the choruses; bridge strips to guitar and voice before a final, more urgent refrain.
Credits
Prompt by
LukeSleepWalkerZwART
LukeSleepWalkerZwARTModelAria v5
Prompt
It's summertime! The 🌒 Moon is shining. I love the Skinny Dipping in absentia . It makes me feel Horney like a Teenager . My favorite genre of music is Horney .
