The first time you hear that song You fall in love and it goes wrong You get so high, you don't know what's real The first time you tell somebody how you really feel January summers on the beach Sleeping in the boot of the car I miss being able to get fucked up and go a little too far Sleeping in the boot of the car ♪ ♪ I get sad when I hear that song 'Cause I think of you, not letting me sing along And there's no knowing where I am, and where I'm going 'Cause the more I know, the less I understand January summers on the beach Sleeping in the boot of the car I miss being able to get fucked up and go a little too far Sleeping in the boot of the car Why do we grow up? I wanna feel things like I used to Like I used to ♪ Like I used to January summers on the beach Sleeping in the boot of the car