For a drive down to Daytona
Caught a tan and a buzz
Droppin’ limes in a Corona
Spent a hundred on a room
But we slept in my Tacoma by the water
Couldn’t get no hotter
We watched that sunrise over white-capped waves
Who knew those nights days?
lips
Still breeze that ocean
on our
that 500
up night on beach
Wishin’
ain’t crazy to think
That our last
last summer?
Tip a tiki bar band
Twenty bucks
The rest of we had them brum runners
Copper tone coverin’ your
five o’clock
thank you, thank you
taste lips
feel the breeze from ocean
on our
Hearts racin’ like 500
Stayed night the
Wishin’ on stars we
it to
That summer?
was last summer?
One I think trip back
hopin’
just you
taste lips
Still the breeze from that
bands on
racin’ like 500
Stayed all on beach
on were
Girl, it
That our last
That our last