Ingrid ElizabethGirls Like Me (Summertime)
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Country/Americana song with swing feel and percussive breakdown. Bass, guitar, ukulele, and fiddle. Brassy female vocals, some harmonies.



Lyrics & Music: Ingrid Elizabeth
Ukulele & Upright Bass: Ingrid Elizabeth
Guitar: Joe Stevens
Fiddle: Michael Connolly
Recorded at: Prairie Sun Studios; Cotati, CA

From "Ear to the Ground" (2009) by Coyote Grace

A real pretty gay girl finds love in her small hometown to the soundtrack of a downhome Midwestern summer.
Girls Like Me

I was a watercolor girl in a tintype town
The locals looked me up and down
Love to watch their heads spin when we come around
Me and my sweet babe

She was a tall glass of lemonade
Always had me sweatin in the shade
Stole my first kiss from me in the first grade
Lord, I knew she was the one

Berries in the bucket
Baby's on a blanket
Tomatoes hanging heavy on the vine
The underwear is dancing to a Patsy Cline song
Out on the laundry line
In a field of lightening bugs
That put the country stars to shame
We're gonna get higher than the corn tonight
Cuz boys like her
Bring me some some some of that summertime

With watermelon chins and sunscreen hands
Mosquito bites and farmer tans
She slipped a dandelion ring on my left hand
Cuz she knew I was the one

The days get hotter, we go down to the water
Past the city limit sign, leave the locals behind
Skipping stones, digging toes in the sand
We left our bathing suits on dryland

When the sun goes down, we get to rolling around
And fogging up the windows with (uh uh uh)
I left my heart in the glove compartment
Of a dusty old baby blue pick up truck

Berries in the bucket
Baby's on a blanket
Tomatoes hanging heavy on the vine
The underwear is dancing to a Dixie Chicks song
Out on the laundry line
Well, we made fireworks
That put the city park to shame
The neighbors done thought it was the 4th of July
Cuz boys like her
Bring me some some some of that summertime

Now happiness is a front porch swing
Forever is a dandelion ring
This barefoot queen and her flatbed king
We know every song the radio sings
In perfect three-part harmony
And Thank God...
Boys like her like the girls like me

Boys like her
Like the girls like me...

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