Here's to the Good Time

Oh. Oh, oh, oh, oh,

oh, oh, oh. Ooh yeah. Sunburnt shoulders,

cheap shades, crooked on my face. Cooler full of maybe mismatched cans

and paper plates. You're laughing at my flip-flops, kicked one clear across the lawn.

Playlist on our phone speaker, every song's our favorite song. Here's to the

good time, right here, right now. Red cup halos on this busted

picnic ground. If tomorrow falls apart, we'll still remember tonight

. Here's to the good time we got burnin' in our eyes.