Everyone's coming over tonight
I swept the floor and bought some ice
and I'm picking out something to wear
as I try to guess the way she'll do her hair
I'm blowing up they're showing up fast
I realize I wore this shirt last time I saw you
man life moves...
A little too hard and a little too fast
we keep talking 'bout good ol' days
like they're gonna come back
yeah it's nice to see you again
why do the summers have to end?
Let the reminiscing begin
pull out old pictures, man what where we thinking?
like my bleached hair with that old shirt
we look so stupid, well, except for her
and even though everything has changed
time is only half to blame
and tonight it's true
man, life moves
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Everyone's coming over tonight
I swept the floor and bought some ice
and I'm picking out something to wear
as I try to guess the way she'll do her hair
I'm blowing up they're showing up fast
I realize I wore this shirt last time I saw you
man life moves...
A little too hard and a little too fast
we keep talking 'bout good ol' days
like they're gonna come back
yeah it's nice to see you again
why do the summers have to end?
Let the reminiscing begin
pull out old pictures, man what where we thinking?
like my bleached hair with that old shirt
we look so stupid, well, except for her
and even though everything has changed
time is only half to blame
and tonight it's true
man, life moves
I swept the floor and bought some ice
and I'm picking out something to wear
as I try to guess the way she'll do her hair
I'm blowing up they're showing up fast
I realize I wore this shirt last time I saw you
man life moves...
A little too hard and a little too fast
we keep talking 'bout good ol' days
like they're gonna come back
yeah it's nice to see you again
why do the summers have to end?
Let the reminiscing begin
pull out old pictures, man what where we thinking?
like my bleached hair with that old shirt
we look so stupid, well, except for her
and even though everything has changed
time is only half to blame
and tonight it's true
man, life moves