Kicked It In the Sun

Backwashed thoughts And you made me talk No, you made me listen There's a feeling From Ada to Irene Theres something Theres nothing You haven't seen Tiny TV's on at 3 So serene No place to be Alone So come on over, yeah Let's sit down a little while Some wine You will find the same things Same things Same things Same things Same things By the time you read this You kicked it in the sun It was all that you could do How could you refuse? You kicked it in the sun It was all you had to do You kicked it in the sun It was all you had to do How could you refuse? And you kicked it in the sun It was wrong and it was rude And you kicked it in the sun It was wrong and it was rude How could you refuse? And you kicked it in the sun It's alright now I'm getting over getting mine It's alright now I'm getting over getting mine He seemed so unashamed of how he operated Corresponds to the facts that you want Despite his expectations he turned out mediocre His master plan was so so We're special in other ways Ways our mothers appreciate That net does not make me feel safe All those holes make me nervous He woke up late that morning Went to the window and saw The sun had stopped its shining So, so We're special in other ways Ways our mothers appreciate We're special in other ways Ways our mothers appreciate We're special We're special