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You Know the world, it sucks
And your personal life's screwed up,
And now someone pissed you off,
The monotony won't stop.
But there's no need to fight
'cause the summer sun is bright
and you're gonna party through the day
in your aviator shades.

The music's blaring right,
Wanna Rock and Roll all Ni-i-ight,
The sky's make-memory blue,
Stuck in the Middle With You.
The laughter is contagious,
Reality is vanquished,
The music's really sounding great
Behind your aviator shades.

The scent of spray-on tans,
Screaming, "Stick it to the Man,"
And the sand between your toes
As the surfs edge ebbs and flows.
Someone's quoting Monty Python,
Gonna Rock the Boat all night long.
In society, you're making waves,
You and your aviator shades.

The scent of salt covers your skin
And you're pressing up real close to him,
But you both know it's just a game,
Cause You Give Love a Bad Name.
Now you're starting to tire
After all, We Didn't Start the Fire.
The minutes may as well be days
Behind your aviator shades.

You wake up tangled in your sheets,
You don't know when you fell asleep,
You're alone, first business of order,
You still taste all the salt water.
You wonder if it's just a dream,
So you sit there and simply breathe,
But over your eyes they still remain,
Those perfect aviator shades.