I can't slow down, 'cause I'm too pumped

My girl left town, and I got dumped

My best friend drowned, and I got jumped last night

My heart says "cry", my mind says, "murder"

My throat says "dry', my gut says "burger"

My mom says "why?", but I never heard her right

I got a spring in my step, as I fall on my face

The winter months left a real bad taste

In the corner of my mouth, 'cause I can't fly south...

But I can't listen to the voice of reason

No more -- 'cause I love this season

Summer is back in town and I can't slow down

I can't help feeling like I'm on the run

'Cause you got the wheel, and I got the gun

There's car to steal, and I'm gonna have fun tonight

I got an old, black Ford; a black leather jacket

A full floorboard of mayonnaise packets

Hang on, Lord, 'cause I'm gonna wreck it tonight!

I've been a real good boy through the month of May

But I can't wait another day

There's no Route 66 and it makes me sick

But I can't listen to the voice of reason

No more -- 'cause I love this season

Summer is back in town and I can't slow down

I can't slow down, 'cause I'm too loaded

The car broke down, the tank exploded

A wall downtown, and I almost rode it through

(Downtown -- There's a wall downtown)

I can't sit still 'cause I'm to wired

Can't pay bills, 'cause I got fired

I've had my fill, I'm sick and tired of you

I got a smile on my face and a price on my head;

A knife in my hand and a girl in my bed;

A key to the Pearly Gates and I can't wait!

But I can't listen to the voice of reason

No more -- 'cause I love this season

Summer is back in town...

and I can't slow down!