Let's roll outside We could go for a ride We'll keep the windows rolled down low And I'll let ya drive Let's head downtown Let's get up, go for a walk Because the weather sounds just right We oughta float Something's coming up in her garden She's been talking that flower jargon Look at all the pretty color Lift your window She oughta get up, but she won't go 'Cause we're sitting up in her garden Pickin' up on her flower jargon Look at all the pretty colors, it's a freak show We oughta let up, but we won't go home No, we won't Must we get back to find it's all been delayed Just like the winter's fickle snow It all melts away, hey, hey Relief, we've still got We've got these summers ahead Caught with the windows down, you know Gonna stick out our heads We sing it