Eternal Summer Haze (Days Of Our Youth)

I've got a miracle ride
I've got a beetle VW 1973
This baby's cream white and she's got
Worn down brown leather seats

I've got my friends with me
They're in the backseat
They're yelling "Turn on the music, Turn on Led Zeppelin.
Play it loud, play it proud- hang your elbow out in the breeze"

These are the days - These are the days of our youth
Of eternal summer haze - Eternal summer haze
Lazy lazy days - The lazy days of our youth
Aa-aa

The backseat guys go "doo-daa-doo-daa-daa-dii"
As Robert sings his high melody
Th guitars wail growl and scream
AS John lays down his dark and dirty beat

These are the days - These are the days of our youth
Of eternal summer haze - Eternal summer haze
Lazy lazy days - The lazy days of our youth
Aa-aa

We spread our wings and now we aim for the skies
We're free birds born to fly
We'll live forever
Never perish or slow down

These are the days - These are the days of our youth
Of eternal summer haze - Eternal summer haze
Lazy lazy days - The lazy days of our youth
Aa-aa

These are the days - These are the days of our youth
Of eternal summer haze - Eternal summer haze
Lazy lazy days - The lazy days of our youth
Aa-aa