Shotgun

Home grown alligator, see you later
Gotta hit the road, gotta hit the road
Something changed in the atmosphere, architecture unfamiliar
I could get used to this
Time flies by in the yellow and green
Stick around and you’ll see what I mean
There’s a mountain top that I’m dreaming of
If you need me, you know where I’ll be
I’ll be riding shotgun underneath the hot sun
Feeling like a someone
I’ll be riding shotgun underneath the hot sun
Feeling like a someone
Well, South of the Equator, navigator
Gotta hit the road, gotta hit the road
And deep sea diving round the clock
Bikini bottoms, lager tops
I could get used to this
Time flies by in the yellow and green
Stick around and you’ll see what I mean
There’s a mountain top that I’m dreaming of
If you need me, you know where I’ll be
I’ll be riding shotgun underneath the hot sun
Feeling like a someone
I’ll be riding shotgun underneath the hot sun
Feeling like a someone
We got two in the front, two in the back
Sailing along and we don’t look back
(Back, back, back-back-back, back-back-back)
Time flies by in the yellow and green
Stick around and you’ll see what I mean
There’s a mountain top that I’m dreaming of
If you need me, you know where I’ll be
I’ll be riding shotgun underneath the hot sun
Feeling like a someone
I’ll be riding shotgun underneath the hot sun
Feeling like a someone
I’ll be riding shotgun underneath the hot sun
Feeling like a someone
I’ll be riding shotgun underneath the hot sun
Feeling like a someone, a someone, a someone, a some…