Coppertone

Do you think you're up for this?Are you ready to get undressed,undressed in your evening best besides,every heart is like a house on fire with escaperoutes in every room.These are the trials of our youth.But this charade is never going to lastso pick the poison and pour yourself a glassI still feel the sameNo one's to blameI will be waiting outside if you're ready to go.Your sundress reflects in the headlight glow.Besides, every heart is like a house of cardswhen the walls break down on you.These are the trials of our youth.But this charade is never going to lastso pick the poison and pour yourself a glassI still feel the sameThese are the fast timesThese are the fast timesBut this charade is never going to lastso pick the poison and pour yourself a glassI still feel the sameThese mistakes are just a part of the rideand if we choke on the next tongue that we tieI still feel the sameThese are the fast times [x4]