Right-right-right near the beach
The party don't stop
If we don't get harassed by the mother****in' cops
Quarter tank of gas
About a half a pack
My cell phone's dyin' but there's no turnin' back
I can feel the breeze
Steerin' with my knee
Drummin' on the dashboard
Bumpin' to the beat
Hit the windshield wiper
Searchin' for my lighter
I gotta get right before this all nighter
The feeling I get from this album is definitely a summer feel. It doesn’t really seem very November to release an album with tracks like “Bitchin’ Summer” and “Sippin’ on Sunshine.”
It’s funny because I asked myself if this was going to just turn out to be a summer record. We were doing a lot of writing in the summer, and I wanted to have a summer song, you know, driving in the car, good feeling, good times. For about a week I was writing songs like that. But this album has “Sippin’ on Sunshine” and “Bitchin’ Summer.” And then “Rock N Roll” kind of does have summer feel to it. The record was supposed to come out earlier, but they changed the date on me three f—ing times.