Gators run from the sunshine state
So much fun, look how much we ate
Picking peaches reaching like raccoons
Cut our teeth and almost chipped a tooth
One more week on my bike as I eye the lagoon
I can't live like the wind when she's not blowing cool
Stuck in her mood
I follow the phases
I'm feeling so fluid
We're attached to lily pads in space
On our ass, sucking glass since May
Ohio, almost home old man
I can't sleep south of Michigan
One more week on my bike as I eye the lagoon
I can't live like the wind if she's not blowing cool
Stuck in her mood
I'm following phases
I'm feeling so fluid