The Only Sunburn Pick Up Lines You Want to Use

Do you have a sunburn, or are you always this hot?

Is that a sunburn, or are you just glowing from my attention?

Is that a sunburn, or are you just flushed from our magnetic attraction?

I'd offer to rub some aloe on that sunburn, but I have a feeling my hands would just make it worse... or better.

Are you the sun? Because you're bringing me endless summer vibes... and a throbbing sunburn.

Is that a sunburn, or are you just glowing from our sizzling chemistry?

Is that a sunburn, or are you just blushing from my flirtatious advances?

Is that a sunburn, or are you just glowing from my undivided attention?

Roses are red, your sunburn's quite fierce - I've got just the remedy, to make you feel refreshed.

Are you the sun? Because you're absolutely radiant, and you're giving me a serious case of sunburn... in all the right places.

Is that sunburn or are you just blushing to see me?

I seem to have misplaced my sunscreen, but I was hoping you could help me 'reapply' it?

Are you a sunbeam? Because you're lighting up my world in all the right ways.

You must be the sun, because you're bright, hot, and I want to soak up every inch of you.

Are you a sunbeam? Because you're lighting up my life in all the right ways.

I must be a sunflower, because I can't stop turning towards your shining beauty.

You must be the sun, because you're making me sweat in all the right places.

I seem to have forgotten my sunglasses, but I've got a better way to shield my eyes... on you.

You must be the sun, because you're giving me all sorts of hot flashes.

Are you the sun? Because you're blazing a trail straight to my heart.

I'd risk sunburn any day to bask in your heat.

I must be a moth, because I can't stop circling around your radiant beauty.

Roses are red, your burn's looking quite sore - how about we retreat, and I'll tend to you more?

You must be a solar eclipse, because you're darkening my world in the most captivating way.

Roses are red, your skin's turning blue - I'd love to cool you down, and warm you up too.

Roses are red, your cheeks are aglow - let's get out of this heat, to someplace we can really glow.

Roses are red, your burn's looking sore - shall we find a shady spot to explore?

Roses are red, your face is quite flushed - I'd offer aloe, but my hands might make it worse.

Roses are red, your skin's feeling the heat - why don't we get cozy in a spot that can't be beat?

Roses are red, your burn's looking raw - I'd love to caress you, from head to toe.

Roses are red, your glow's making me swoon - let's find a cool place, to heat things up soon.

Roses are red, your radiance outshines - I'd love to worship every inch, of your fabulous lines.

Roses are red, your flush is divine - shall we find a dark cave, to really make you shine?

Roses are red, your skin's turning pink - let's find a nice shade tree, where we can really think.

Want to get out of this heat? I know the perfect way to cool you down... and warm you back up.

Roses are red, your glow's second to none - let's slip away somewhere, where we can have more fun.

Roses are red, your radiance is bright - I'd love to cool you down, all through the night.

Roses are red, your blush is divine - shall we find a nice hideaway, to make you really shine?

Want to get out of this heat? I know the perfect way to keep you cool... and thoroughly warmed up.

I'd offer you my jacket, but I have a feeling you'd look hotter without it.

You must be a supernova, because you're leaving me starstruck and a little flushed.

Want to get out of this heat and find a shady spot... to explore each other?

Want to get out of this heat and find a shady spot... to explore?

Are you a solar flare? Because you're scorching hot and igniting a fire within me.

I'd offer you my jacket, but I have a feeling you'd look better without it.

You must be a supernova, because you're leaving me starstruck and a little burnt.

Want to get out of this heat? I know the perfect way to cool you down... and heat you back up.

I must be a sundial, because my hands always point to you.

The sun might be 93 million miles away, but you're right here setting me on fire.

Forget the sun, you're the real reason I'm sweating.