Long days of summer, look good to me, the sun still shimmers, shining down on my banana seat - i can't remember how i skinned my knee, were we chasing something, were we solving mysteries
And disappearing under the freeway, the shadows bearing down on my stingray, my stingray, well
It's not my favorite song, but i hope you'll sing along, cause i got this 45 and it makes me feel alive, yeah
Life in the fast lane feel right as rain, i let my sharona spin over and over and over and over again - well my best memories, they are not made of wax, a cutout 45 from the back of my sugar smacks
The thrill of peeling out on my driveway, the dj's am sounds on my stingray, my stingray, well
It's not my favorite song, but i hope you'll sing along cause i got the 45 and it makes me feel alive
And disappearing under the freeway, the shadows bearing down on my stingray, my stingray, well
It's not my favorite song, but i hope you'll sing along, cause i got this 45 and it makes me feel alive, yeah
Life in the fast lane feel right as rain, i let my sharona spin over and over and over and over again - well my best memories, they are not made of wax, a cutout 45 from the back of my sugar smacks
The thrill of peeling out on my driveway, the dj's am sounds on my stingray, my stingray, well
It's not my favorite song, but i hope you'll sing along cause i got the 45 and it makes me feel alive
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