Cut off the coast of Mexico Offshore wind and undertow In a beat up sailboat anchor down You and I baby no one else around Broken beer bottles all across the floor Swimsuit calendar on the door Saw Tiffany talking to her best friend I wonder if I’m ever gonna see you again
Ooooh yeah, c’mon c’mon, faster faster Yeah, yeah yeah yeah Ooooh now slow it down It’s got me feeling like eeehhhhhh
Fix the antennae on the TV Hit the side of it if it stops working The waves knocked over my weed and I Woke up screaming in the middle of the night
Tell me where I’m going Maybe it’s better, there’s no way of knowing now Towards the end of May And you’ve been gone now about a hundred days And it turned out to be such a bummer Cause you ended up gone for the summer
Underwater garden and too much fun I asked if it was down there, you said no French navy and Italian espionage At least that’s what I think I saw
I did a backflip baby from 20 feet high I only messed up a couple hundred times You wanna race? Ok, ready, set, go I got a life boat, you got a row boat
C’mon c’mon, faster faster Yeah, yeah yeah yeah Ooooh now it’s busted up It’s got me feeling like eeehhhhh
Proper leadership is going down Washed out book bag, leather bound Crawling on my scraped up hands and knees Cargo shorts and cotton tees
Tell me where I’m going Maybe it’s better, there’s no way of knowing Towards the end of May And you’ve been gone now about a hundred days And it turned out to be such a bummer Cause you ended up gone for the summer