You said it, I'm losing touch The opposite of every kid out on the run I can't stand it, I don't want to become The kind of guy to catch a cold in the summer Daily shaver, coupon saver Collect the paper, wander the neighborhood If this is real life, what was all that racket before? Careful what you sorta, kinda ask for You said it, I'm losing touch The opposite of every kid out on the run I can't stand it, I don't want to become The kind of guy to catch a cold in the summer In the summer, in the summer I ain't gonna catch a cold in the summer If it's not one thing, it's another But I ain't gonna catch a cold in the summertime Sweet cul-de-saccharine, top up the margarine Universal A.D.D., helicopter parenting I don't know where the gig is, I don't know if it's cool But I still get lost in it, and I got more to lose You said it, I'm losing touch The opposite of every kid out on the run I can't stand it, I don't want to become The kind of guy to catch a cold in the summer In the summer, in the summer I ain't gonna catch a cold in the summer If it's not one thing, it's another But I ain't gonna catch a cold in the summertime In the summer, in the summer I ain't gonna catch a cold in the summer If it's not one thing, it's another But I ain't gonna catch a cold in the summertime Oh, these quarter-life blues I might make it through these quarter-life blues