hey kid, it's summer again
grow your hair and let your muscles show through
you've been sleeping all summer long
smoking pot with your train track friends
close your eyes and let the music carry you
like some tailgate-birthday song
heaven help the shoe that fits you now
will never do anything for you now
hey kid you already knew
when you dropped off that waitress that you
would be eating all by yourself
some tans are better than food
you'll get better on the inside outside
there's salt in the water too