Stingray

Long days of summer, look good to me, the sun still 
shimmers, shining down on my banana seat - i can't remember
 how i skinned my knee, were we chasing something, were we 
solving mysteries
And disappearing under the freeway, the shadows bearing 
down on my stingray, my stingray, well
It's not my favorite song, but i hope you'll sing along, 
cause i got this 45 and it makes me feel alive, yeah
Life in the fast lane feel right as rain, i let my sharona 
spin over and over and over and over again - well my best 
memories, they are not made of wax, a cutout 45 from the 
back of my sugar smacks
The thrill of peeling out on my driveway, the dj's am 
sounds on my stingray, my stingray, well
It's not my favorite song, but i hope you'll sing along 
cause i got the 45 and it makes me feel alive