Summer's Here

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