i love the way that blue dress hangs over your body soft satin hangs to your hips and its cool to the touch you ain t afraid of getting your dress dirty lying on that park grass at night dew from the ground collects on our skin and it feels alright blue dress hair in a mess girl your making me crazy blue dress hair in a mess girl your making me crazy i confess i confess play my guitar in the dark by the rusty old swingset summer fire burns in the air baby you can almost taste it blue dress hair in a mess girl your making me crazy blue dress hair in a mess girl your making me crazy i confess i confess slowly watch it fall to your feet if i ain t cold tell me why am i shaking its amazing to see what you re doing to me blue dress hair in a mess girl your making me crazy blue dress hair in a mess girl your making me crazy i confess i confess