And eat it…
To drive out somewhere, the middle of nowhere to be exact,
camp out there and blast music as loudly as I can.
Music by the bonfire, under the endless stars, by the sea.
Me cartwheeling and jumping away.
Oh hyperbole, won’t you become real to me already?
Do the chicken dance in the bus stop.
- Nick: Dude
- Molly: Duuuude
- Nick: Duuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuude
- Molly: Duuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuude
- Nick: Duuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuude!
- Molly: Dude.
- Nick: :