Summer's here
Tell your friends
The sun is out
And now school has reached it's end
Down the street, in your car
This thing don't run too well
I don't think we'll go far
And I don't have a plan
Just sitting in the sand
Hoping this will all work out
As time runs out
Riding down
The Boul-ev-ard
I think I left my bag
Somewhere in Cole's backyard
The water's warm
The sky is blue
Lost all my money to gasoline and food
And I don't have a plan
Just sitting in the sand
Hoping this will all work out
As time runs out
