Middle of July, I think I'll miss you Stayin' out all night, ain't got shit to do On the train, and I'm feelin' like I wanna do something I'll regret when the sun comes up tomorrow morning Thought you smelled of marijuana, cigarettes I'm not gonna say I'm sorry Thought you smelled, boy, I can't forget Chasing on a fucking city bike Oh, do-do, do-do Do-do-do-do-do-da Oh, do-do, do-do Do-do-do-do-do-da Think I'll start a band, play some Nirvana Don't have any plans, I'll miss Obama On the train, and I'm feelin' like I wanna do something I'll regret when the sun comes up tomorrow morning Thought you smelled of marijuana, cigarettes I'm not gonna say I'm sorry Thought you smelled, boy, I can't forget Chasing on a fucking city bike Oh, do-do, do-do Do-do-do-do-do-da Oh, do-do, do-do Do-do-do-do-do-da Thought you smelled of marijuana, cigarettes I'm not gonna say I'm sorry Thought you smelled, boy, I can't forget Chasing on a fucking city bike Oh, do-do, do-do Do-do-do-do-do-da