Coppertone

Do you think you're up for this?

Are you ready to get undressed

Undressed in your evening best, besides

Every heart is like a house on fire with

Escape routes in every room

These are the trials of our youth

But this charade is never going to last

So pick the poison and pour yourself a glass

I, I still feel the same

Ah, ha-ah, no one's to blame

I will be waiting outside if you're ready to go

Your sundress reflects in the headlight glow

Besides, every heart is like a house of cards

When the walls break down on you

These are the trials of our youth

But this charade is never going to last

So pick the poison and pour yourself a glass

I, I still feel the same

Ah, ha-ah, these are the fast times

These are the fast times

But this charade is never going to last

So pick the poison and pour yourself a glass

I, I still feel the same

Ah, ha-ah

These mistakes are just a part of the ride

And if we choke on the next tongue that we tie

I, I still feel the same

Ah, ha-ah, these are the fast times

These are the fast times

These are the fast times

These are the fast times