Bitchin' Summer

Everyone’s waiting on the bell (on the bell )

A couple seconds we’ll be raising hell (raising hell)

The sun is shining down, School is finally out

Nothing matters so we might as well (Might as well)

Everybody’s baking in the sun Come and party do it while we’re young

Move your body when you hear the drums So put your hands up

It’s gonna be a bitchin’ summer

we’ll be living fast keeping us together like high school lovers

gonna have a blast make it last forever

I’ll pick you up at the liquor store, hurry up we can fit one more

Its now or never, Its gonna gonna be be , a bitchin’ summer

Uh oh oh oh oh, Uh oh oh a bitchin summer

uh oh oh oh, uh oh oh a bitchin summer

Throwing empty bottles in the fire (in the fire)

Whiskeys got us singling like a choir (like a choir)

Where we gonna run? When the police come

But in the mall we are so alive (so alive)

Like like right here, its the beach the party dont stop

if we dont get harassed by the motherfuckin’ cops

A quoter tank of gas about a half of pack

my cell phones dying, but theres no turning back

I can feel the breeze steering with my knee

drumming on my dashboard bumping to the beat

Hitting the windsheild wiper, searching for my lighter

I gotta get right before this all nighter