Da da da, da da da
Da da da, da da da
I tried to listen
We were all just getting drunk
And the beat-down house was bouncing
In our living room, yeah it sunk
God those were the weekends
When class got out at five
Oh some people pulling up with friends
Got cars parked in the drive
We would never go out, we had fun
Living it up in the sunroom
We would never leave town, sit shotgun
Grab a few snacks just to get out
Liking my style, make a few smiles
Stock it up, run it back just for a while, yeah
These were the days we always did nothing
But that nothing meant something
Ooh ooh ooh ooh
Yeah, ooh ooh ooh ooh
There were hot-headed frat kids
Stormed the streets they thought they ruled
But yeah we had a honey hole
Back on cherry Moscow mules
Were the drink of choice, we had no choice
But to dance up with the moon
Wanna be present but the past was pretty cool
Because
We would never go out, we had fun
Living it up in the sunroom
We would never leave town, sit shotgun
Grab a few snacks just to get out
Liking my style, make a few smiles
Stock it up, run it back just for a while, yeah
These were the days we always did nothing
That nothing meant something
Ooh ooh ooh ooh
Yeah, ooh ooh ooh ooh
No we can't go back, yeah it got too late
We all grew up but we love this place
Got a good group here, I guess that's fate
And how it's gonna be
If we could go back, God I miss those days
Some low-shelf booze in a red cup phase
Got a few who left and a few who stayed
But we'd do it again
We would never go out, we had fun
Living it up in the sunroom
We would never leave town, sit shotgun
Grab a few snacks just to get out
Liking my style, make a few smiles
Stock it up, run it back just for a while, yeah
These were the days we always did nothing
That nothing meant something
Ooh ooh ooh ooh
Yeah, ooh ooh ooh ooh
Ooh ooh ooh ooh
Yeah, ooh ooh ooh ooh
