It’s a belt without notches
And all these failure to launches
And now I'm falling unconscious
There ain’t a bitch like hindsight
Canines and coffee
And knowing all of your hobbies
Ask if I’m good I’m like probably
Choke on tequila and limelight
Teachers and preachers
And blowjobs under the bleachers
And don't keep count of the keepers
But I heard opposites attract, right?
Don’t bail on this fight
Sick of chasing tail every night
You know I’ll never say anything right
Now another dude’s giving you eyes
Like he restless

Get in line, baby we’ve got the summer time
Goin’ fine, I’m in Indy by the way
Get in line, baby we’ve got the summer time
Goin fine, fuck it anyway
Get in line, baby we’ve got the summer time
Goin’ fine, I’m in Indy by the way
Get in line, baby we’ve got the summer time
Goin fine, fuck it anyway

It’s the cannibal cannabis
When I swear I can handle this
Go consult with my analyst
And I’ll have a better game plan
Your dude’s making passes
With Daniel Radcliff’s old glasses
I slow the clock to molasses
And watch him point with his drink hand
Now he hawkin’ your phone
While you two talk on your own
All his hot oxygen blown
Sit in the corner kicking tin cans
Blow me off like you mean it
Fucking dance to Queen like you need it
Skip a broken record play undefeated
Til its rinse lather repeated, repeated, repeated, repeated
Fuck this

Get in line, baby we’ve got the summer time
Goin’ fine, I’m in Indy by the way
Get in line, baby we’ve got the summer time
Goin fine, fuck it anyway
Get in line, baby we’ve got the summer time
Goin’ fine, I’m in Indy by the way
Get in line, baby we’ve got the summer time
Goin fine, fuck it anyway

2AM comes fast with karaoke but
I’ll sing to the Killers
And I’ll dance to Cher
While your dude swoops in out nowhere
I’ve been pounding all these drinks
To lubricate whatever’s going on there
And girl
It’s not fucking fair
You’ve got your heartbreak down and don’t care
And girl
It’s not fucking fine
For you to let me waste all your goddamn time
And I’ll still wait til the weekend
To cut these bullshit ties
I just wish you would text me back

Get in line, baby we’ve got the summer time
Goin’ fine, I’m in Indy by the way
Get in line, baby we’ve got the summer time
Goin fine, fuck it anyway
Get in line, baby we’ve got the summer time
Goin’ fine, I’m in Indy by the way
Get in line, baby we’ve got the summer time
Goin fine, fuck it anyway
Get in line, baby we’ve got the summer time
Goin’ fine, I’m in Indy by the way
Get in line, baby we’ve got the summer time
Goin fine, fuck it anyway
Get in line, baby we’ve got the summer time
Goin’ fine, I’m up in Indy by the way
Get in line, baby we’ve got the summer time
Goin fine, fuck it anyway