Salute My Shorts! When we broke down In that small mining town I was ready for quitting My guard was down It was summer all day In your dad's chevrolet And so we decided to stay
And we want spectacular views If we're to stay for the weekend And you swear There'll be no bad news If we stay, if we stay without looking back
We'll take a small private room With a window please If it opens that's fine To let in the breeze We've been waiting all year For someone to just say Everyone fucks up it's going to be ok
And the prop planes They fly overhead
You can hear them returning And maybe it's all in my head But I'll save my complaints for tomorrow
And when you got sick I was sad for some days But I'm feeling much better I just sleep it away Now it's just like We never was Some things go bad just because
And the freeways They go coast to coast They've taken away all my good friends And I don't care if you're broke You can't stay here tomorrow
And the dreams have come back again But this time I'm not just watching them Its me as pilot instead And I land the plane all by myself No you can't stay here tomorrow