Lyrics
Friday pocket full of cash
Johnny pouring from the dash
Speakers rattling in the back
The days are windows down
The nights we're hanging out
Too late to the sound of
We were up and down the block like
Yelling "Hey Girl!" at the stop light
We were catching
Blue skies, hiding under cheap sunglasses
My, my tanlines and 4-wheel backing up
So damn easy just to fall in love
We're having fun
Chasing the daughters of the sun
There was always some new band
A little spot where they would dance
Getting the numbers on our hands
Everybody feeling alright
I was getting lost in her eyes
I remember
Blue skies, hiding under cheap sunglasses
My, my tanlines and 4-wheel backing up
So damn easy just to fall in love
We're having fun
Chasing the daughters of the sun
Our lovin' daughters of the sun
Summer slipping through our fingers
Let's pretend there's no September
I remember
Blue skies, hiding under cheap sunglasses
My, my tanlines and 4-wheel backing up
So damn easy just to fall in love
We're having fun chasing the daughters of the sun
Our lovin' daughters of the sun
Chasing the daughters of the sun