I remember the summer I turned 16.
And that old Jalapoy daddy gave to me.
It had holes in the floor and just a 305.
But I didn't care cause I could finally drive.
There wasn't much to do in my hometown
So every weekend night we would all go down
Yeah there were freaks and hippies in my high school.
Football players all trying to be cool.
And everybody scramblin' to hide their beer when the cops drove by, till the coast was clear.