Went to the city, we played stickballnOne hundred degrees and a fog of mosquitoesnAnd to think that I feel old herenDon't call me sir, I'm just a boynnThe sounds of a skateboard on a sidewalknIce cream and candy and a sodanI'm just glad there are no cops herenJust you, me and the worldnnThe earth won't stop for menHow long is the summer and how many are there?nIf there's another, let's do something impulsivenSix weeks on a roadtripnOr a lifetime of regretnnThe earth won't stop for me