Из альбома: Crappy Records Presents: Have a Crappy Summer
Your family moved out west at the end of June
Give myself a week or two at best where I’ll survive up here without you
I devised a plan for us this summer and the nights we’re staying up Come back home, we can steal an ice cream truck
Blowing up figurines in a target parking lot
Trying to stay ahead of this local Segway riding rent a cop
And all the things we said we’d do before September
Kickball title/camp defender
How am I supposed to finish The Walking Dead all by myself?
So come home
I can’t keep writing songs about you
Come home
Can’t stand these summer nights without you
These pools were made for hopping
And that’s just what we’ll do So come back home
And I’ll waste away this summer with you
Ring and run at Jay’s house it just doesn’t feel the same
Like how we need a 4th for Golden Eye
I know you love that game
So just get on a plane
And tell the west coast it’s been real
And tell them I’m to blame
Cause I don’t think I can deal
So come home
I can’t keep writing songs about you
Come home
Can’t stand these summer nights without you
These pools were made for hopping
And that’s just what we’ll do So come back home
And I’ll waste away this summer with you
Matching tattoos of the line from The Sandlot
«You're killing me smalls» and it’s true cause I’m still not
Entirely sure how to make a s’more
We dressed up like pirates and went to the park
We pillaged the play ground and stayed until dark
Then we fell asleep till the sun was on on our face
(Plans for the nights we’re staying up:
Just come home and we’ll steal this ice cream truck
Come home, just come home)
So come home
I can’t keep writing songs about you
Come home
Can’t stand these summer nights without you
These pools were made for hopping
And that’s just what we’ll do So come back home
And I’ll waste away this summer with you