Put on the Beach Boys, Lay out the pool toys Gonna find a chaise lounge, I'm gonna turn light brown Darken my complexion, With SPF Protection Gonna lay around all day until the job gets done Gonna lay around all day until the job gets done Pass me the lotion please, Alright. Will you do my back? Oh yeah! Point the chairs direction, to the sun's reflection Working on a deep base, soaking in the sunrays Fronting like a bronze god, but built with a dad bod! Gonna lay around all day until the job gets done Gonna lay around all day until the job gets done Gonna lay around all day until the job gets done

Trying hard to leave the city The traffic can be bad this time of year. The ride is long but you roll down your window To smell the marsh, we’re almost there There ain’t no fancy settings on our table Just some cold beer and some steamers, I hope you’ll try The corn from Peters Farm is to die for Welcome to my 4th of July The neighbors fire up some Roman candles Sail like glowing sparrows in the sky Sparklers and tiny flags are waving Welcome to my 4th of July We all file down, to the shoreline The water shimmers slowly in the night Young lovers stagger home from the party Welcome to my 4th of July The lights are on, down at the harbor Your dress matches the color of your eyes. The summer sun is slowly rising Welcome to my 4th of July Welcome to my 4th of July

Fourth of July, She told me goodbye Now I'm a goner, I’m as lonesome as child Fireworks alight, Red hot, blue, and white And where it got me, I’m all beat up from our fight Aint it right, we broke up tonight? My hearts a bursting Milky Way Now I'm single, on Independence Day Drunk as a skunk, I got in a funk And she had had it, with my ineffectual spunk I can't ignite, Her flame zipped up tight She wants another, to arouse her heart aflight Aint it right, we broke up tonight? My hearts a bursting Milky Way Now I'm single, on Independence Day She don't care, bout ‘bout this drunken flair This rockets a dud anyway Now I'm single on Independence Day Aint it right, we broke up tonight? My hearts a bursting Milky Way Now I'm single, on Independence Day Now I'm single, on Independence Day

A summer night, the twelfth of June Perfect time for a swim, by the light of the moon But someone took my clothes. And man that water was cold So I searched around to find my stuff I can’t tell you just how, inconvenient that was No keys, no phone no cash…for a cab ride home So I grabbed some tree branches, I wore nothing but leaves, Then hauling down the road well, who do I see It’s you in my truck. Yeah, that’s some kind of luck Every time you come around It’s like fireworks shining down You light up the sky, and you don’t even try You’re like the best days of summer; you’re my 4th of July I saw you again a few other times, But it wasn’t until that Saturday night You took me to town, showed this cowboy around You told the police man outside of the bar, that I stole your heart, so you stole my car And his response, “Boy, give her whatever she wants” Every time you come around It’s like fireworks shining down You light up the sky, and you don’t even try You’re like the best days of summer; you’re my 4th of July And I’m looking forward to the 4th of July, ‘Cause I made big plans for my baby and I Lined up the perfect date, yeah, swimming down by that lake And a couple of beers with a firework show, But when we got back to the shore, where were my clothes I just looked at you, laughed “Honey, what did you do?” Every time you come around It’s like fireworks shining down You light up the sky, and you don’t even try You’re like the best days of summer; you’re my 4th of July

Fresh grilled corn on the cob Get yer some at Arkansas Bobs Wash your hands you stinking dirty slob 'Fore you touch that corn on the cob You been thinking bout that pole corn, all gosh darn week and had to peel the husk back to get a sneaky peak At them juicy yellow kernels of insatiable delight You might just have to take a sweetpole home with you tonight Fresh grilled corn on the cob Get yer some at Arkansas Bobs Wash your hands you stinking dirty slob 'Fore you touch that corn on the cob I got my magic recipe from a Chickasaw Indian Chief He had a bit o' succotash stuck between his teeth "Hoggin' on that cornstick, you get a salty taste, Don't get zealous with yer chewin' lest it squirt up in your face!" Fresh grilled corn on the cob Get yer some at Arkansas Bobs Wash your hands you stinking dirty slob 'Fore you touch that corn on the cob

M80s, bottle rockets and Pabst Blue Ribbon, 'Cuz drinkin' and fishin' sure beats workin' for a livin' Our day of independence all too soon will pass If you don't like my brand of freedom, brother you can kiss my ass Let us honor our forefathers the way they did it in their time By setting off our firearms and gettin' drunk out of our minds Don't worry about the neighbors if they take it all too hard If they don't like our grass then they can get out of our yard" It's how we show our love of country, although you might think it strange That the horseshoe pit is lookin' more like an artillery range We got smoke on the water; we got fire in the sky Explosive ordnance and alcohol: American as apple pie M80s, bottle rockets and Pabst Blue Ribbon, 'Cuz drinkin' and fishin' sure beats workin' for a livin' Our day of independence all too soon will pass If you don't like my brand of freedom, brother you can kiss my ass

It's Independence Day. What? What? It's Independence Day! That's what I thought you said It's Independence Day. What? What? It's Independence Day! That's what I thought you said Some people like Christmas, for some its Halloween But I'm down with the 4th, if you know what I mean It's got fireworks and barbecue, and national pride Canada and Mexico, please step aside We fought the British and threw all their tea Into the harbor in the name of liberty Washington and Franklin, they founded this place Sam Adams and John Hancock, they will punch you in the face Bad mouth America? Well, don’t even try Just raise a glass and Happy Fourth of July! It's Independence Day. What? What? It's Independence Day! That's what I thought you said It's Independence Day. What? What? It's Independence Day! That's what I thought you said We have dinner at home then wait until dark Then we go out as a family, walk down to the park The town fireworks show always be illin’ And that grand finale, yeah you know that’s killin’ A late night treat, oh man we're in luck Here comes the friendly neighborhood ice cream truck The weather in July so hot, it's tropical I order us a round of red, white and blue popsicles. I reach into my pocket but something is wrong My wallet is missing, oh where has it gone? I got no money to pay the Ice Cream Guy But he just smiles and says Happy Fourth of July It's Independence Day. What? What? It's Independence Day! That's what I thought you said It's Independence Day. What? What? It's Independence Day! That's what I thought you said It's the highlight of the summer, it's my favorite time It inspires me to write these mad nasty rhymes. Stringing prose together, I'll show you how it's done Like the Declaration of Independence by Thomas Jefferson These truths are self-evident and other famous lines So girls get on that dance floor, start shaking your behinds. Gonna party down to the break of dawn ‘Cause our founding fathers knew how to get it on M80s, Bottle rockets, we got an endless supply So let’s light ‘em up and happy 4th of July! It's Independence Day. What? What? It's Independence Day! That's what I thought you said It's Independence Day. What? What? It's Independence Day! That's what I thought you said

Ballad of the Clammer Oh my little sweet one, whisper in your ear Oh my little sweet one, summertime is here Meet me by the flats, or I’ll meet you by the pier Oh my little sweet one, summer time is here Summers starting out, like it will never end I’ve got a feeling, we’ll be much more than friends Spend my days clamming (out), on the Joppa flats These summer nights with you, have me never looking back… Chorus Been raking up the longnecks, and raking in the cash I kissed you at the clam bake when I got the chance July is like a sandbar, with every tide it goes Watch out for your lunch, when the gulls are flying low… Chorus The August nights are longer, the summers getting short But I’m not sure my sweet one loves me anymore I hear the back to school ads on the radio I asked her if she’d stay, but she said she had to go… Chorus Oh my little sweet one, whisper in your ear Oh my little sweet one, summertime is here Meet me by the flats, or I’ll meet you at the pier Oh my little sweet one, summer time is here

Put on the Beach Boys, Lay out the pool toys Gonna find a chaise lounge, I'm gonna turn light brown Darken my complexion, With SPF Protection Gonna lay around all day until the job gets done Gonna lay around all day until the job gets done Pass me the lotion please, Alright. Will you do my back? Oh yeah! Point the chairs direction, to the sun's reflection Working on a deep base, soaking in the sunrays Fronting like a bronze god, but built with a dad bod! Gonna lay around all day until the job gets done Gonna lay around all day until the job gets done Gonna lay around all day until the job gets done The pool party's hopping, bikinis were popping Distracted by their motion, I forgot to add more lotion! I'm red as a lobster, was I hit by a boxer? How I love these sunny days but I hate the sun How I love these sunny days but I hate the sun Where did the time go? Anyone have some aloe? I got me a feeling, I'll soon be a peeling I need more dedication, to lotion reapplication! How I love these sunny days but I hate the sun How I love these sunny days but I hate the sun How I love these sunny days but I hate the sun