I forged a great day where endorphins run through my blue blood stream

I'll still make you sad so you can get back at me for bluffing WOW

Maybe when I grow up I'll have a car and have a job

And we'll be old enough

Enough to go to France

We could buy a dog and we could name him Lance

I would soon skip town at one o'clock at night

Then you'd laugh so hard

I guess that you were right

There was nothing I could do

Except give you a call

You could meet me here

We'd sleep off so hard, you'd stop picking up your phone

And stop giving you those calls

Try to gather up my guts

Maybe just enough, enough to go to France

With the dog we bought and I would call him Sampson

I'd stay out of town past one o'clock at night

Then I'd laugh so hard

I guess that you were right