Let's not do bitter
or make eyes
or worry about what we're supposed to do
because this summer will last for
three weeks
that you'll remember
So bless this mess
and the New Jersey shore
that I always thought had no meaning
except in songs written in the Midwest
and I still think so
but it's a nice place to be
when its warm
it's nice to be
where it's warm
So let's prove them all wrong
and maybe make it to thirty
and maybe be glad we did
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