Boy, look at you, looking at me I know you know how I feel

Loving you is hard, being here is harder

All I wanna do is get high by the beach Get high by the beach, get high

Time present and time past Are both perhaps present in time future And time future contained in time past

Catch me if you can Working on my tan Salvatore Dying by the hand Of a foreign man Happily

Calling out my name In the summer rain Ciao amore Salvatore can wait Now it's time to eat Soft ice cream

Ever since my baby went away It's been the blackest day, it's been the blackest day

But I lost myself when I lost you

Mama and Papa Grant.

We're gonna party like it's 1949, We're in the Pontiac from July to July

Live to love you And I love to love you

Put your white tennis shoes on and follow me Why work so hard when you could just be free?

Nothing could stop the two of us Let's just get lost, that's what we want

You smell like a million roses bathed in rock 'n roll Ours was the greatest love story ever told

He was the king of the town with a crown that would never fall A heart that would beat like a bass for his baby doll

One day my hoops will be made of diamonds My knuckles made of real gold

I'll spend my days getting high with all my friends In the glamorous and green old part of Hollywood

Sun will rise, I'm a supernova Body electric and I dance like Morrison When the night begins, baby comes alive again