Let's roll outside
We could go for a ride
We'll keep the windows rolled down low
And I'll let ya drive
Let's head downtown
Let's get up, go for a walk
Because the weather sounds just right
We oughta float
Something's coming up in her garden
She's been talking that flower jargon
Look at all the pretty color
Lift your window
She oughta get up, but she won't go
'Cause we're sitting up in her garden
Pickin' up on her flower jargon
Look at all the pretty colors, it's a freak show
We oughta let up, but we won't go home
No, we won't
Must we get back to find it's all been delayed
Just like the winter's fickle snow
It all melts away, hey, hey
Relief, we've still got
We've got these summers ahead
Caught with the windows down, you know
Gonna stick out our heads
We sing it