Lazy River Interstate

My tongue vaguely remembers the taste of her drink, a mix of all different flavours
A mix of sunshine and fizz, with a side of her rose-coloured aviators
And the reflection in the bottle was of the unusual kind
The kind that makes you wonder where you've been the whole night and I could waste all of my time here for days

The days when an inflatable swan could be a dream car
Going 20 miles a day in the passing lane on the lazy river interstate

And my memories of AC are most fond when I turn the heat up
Time traveling in this day and age, oh my love we might just be shy out of luck

And the reflection in the bottle was of the unsavoury kind
The kind that makes you wonder where you've been the whole night and I could waste all of my time here for days

The days when an inflatable swan could be a dream car
Going 20 miles a day in the passing lane on the lazy river interstate
Yeah those were the days

The days when an inflatable swan could be a dream car
Going 20 miles a day in the passing lane on the lazy river interstate
Yeah those were the days



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Writer(s): Ethan Whittier
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