Drive-in, you guzzle gin, commit a little mortal sin.

Is it ignorance or apathy, I forget the lessons taught to me.

My voyage was never a well-conceived plan, nor will it ever be. I have made it up as I went along.

Oh, yesterdays are over my shoulder, So I can't look back for too long. There's just too much to see waiting in front of me, and I know that I just can't go wrong.

I just want to live happily ever after, every now and then.

Life was just a tire swing. 'Jambalaya' was the only song I could sing. Blackberry pickin', eatin' fried chicken, And I never knew a thing about pain. Life was just a tire swing.

I still consider it a summer job, though. So, I try to maintain that summer job as long as I can. But it's exciting to be able to have the opportunity to do things I always dreamed of as a kid.