You don't have to always treat me right
I can handle if you throw me at the front line
And if I win some fancy music prize
we'll live on the high life just like pictures in spain

Thinking of yourself
I can't blame that everytime you're near
You catch the feeling right
to hear that laughing sound
We like it here

And even if I could find someone else
That would laugh at my badly rolled joint
And me dancing in your room dressed in your clothes
That wouldn't be so funny though

And I could drive for hours
And I could swim for miles

Just to reach your island
And take your summer breeze

Just to be with you