Animal Nation & Sly Business - Girls on Bicycles ft. Pirate Fridays [RADIO EDIT]

Artist: Animal Nation & Sly Business Track: Girls on Bicycles ft. Pirate Fridays Album: Don't Grow Up To Be Like Us Produced by: Animal Nation & Sly Business Bass guitar by: Brynn Krysa Additional electric guitar by: Sean Rose, Adan Lemus Additional keys/piano by: Ben Fawcett http://EveryDayInTheLife.com Lyrics- Chorus In the summertime, girls ride by on their bicycles, I feel so fly when they're coming by, smiles so wide, eye to eye and I ain't ever coming home tonight, Summertime girls ride by their bicycles, I feel so fly when they're coming by smiles so wide, I swear this is something really only happens in the summertime. And I was sitting at the skate park, getting kinda day-drunk, at the picnic table carved out for rolling J's on, I lay back, my friends get their skate on, I listen to the crack the ollie makes against the pavement, sunlight hits the back of my hands, like the sun's not bright, it just tells the light where to land, and I reflect, respect the place where I am, I can't expect the next will be without the places I've been. The sun is blazing so I'm laying in the shade and blazing too, at the lake all day, it's great, but hey it's time to make a move, drinking beer and thinking clear, but we need to get some more, next stop 7-E for slurpies then the liquor store. Winter's cold I've embraced it, I'm staying warm by having sex and getting wasted, but the summer's real close I can taste it, so I might as well just sit back and make the ocean my replacement. Chorus Man I'm sun kissed, orange you glad we got a case of sunkist? dump this vodka in it, see who gets the drunkest, we've made it this far, ain't a reason we should jump ship, but I was dancing hammered, fell, now I've got a bum-wrist, suck it up buttercup, we're on the hunt for young chicks, just old enough to know what's up and play a game of just the tip, there's the fuzz, hide the drugs, don't get busted, summertime's the funnest time to live your life and love it, let's all get drunk and jump off shit, it's summertime we're summer kids, the sun is bright, the blunt is lit, we never get enough of it, funny times and dumbest shit, money's tight but fuck the rent, a hundred-five is what I spent, but memories are priceless, so I'd ask about the spokes, promote and rotate, and you know we've got the frame that makes it roll so great, but I ride you so good, I don't wanna pump the break, but I've gotta slow down, so you can go down, wait! Chorus Look I'm grinning 'cause these tires are spinning so quick, crunch a fudgin'-sicle down to the stick, these wheels are rubbing for good grip, for popping wheelies and other various tricks, now how the hell do two discs even balance? I'm sure these girls got lots of other talents, me? I'm just a rhymestone, chillin' with the pinecones, girls ride by like a bunch of empty cyclones. Listen, I knew this kid that said he came from Meadow Park, the kind of kid that only came out after dark, he said he had to study calculus, and get ahead in art, so that his parents would be proud of him and send off all his marks, away to all the fancy colleges, he's calling all his scholorships, they all want a little more knowledge on his charts, so when he's done studying he dreams of July, and the day school ends, yeah he loves the summer time, sing it! Chorus.