88 Jeep (Remastered) Lyrics

On your 25th birthday

In a room with a view

Looking out at the ocean

Is it laughing at you

In your starched white shirt

And your stiff new shoes

Can you hear the past mocking

In the foam and the blue

With a bong in the basement

And a head in the game

All the 20s and 50s

They're all sounding the same

And they'll shake your hand

Like a beast they tame

But they can't touch a memory

Of a summer in flame

With the wind in my hair

And the heat on my feet

Now we got the top down

Now we're feeling complete

No promise have I made

No promise will I keep

Till we run out of gas

In your 88 Jeep

Jenny gave me a kiss

So I wrote her a letter

Would she see me sometime

If it wouldn't upset her

I never got that call

I never felt so weak

Till we put the top down

In your 88 Jeep

Stuff Evan in the closet

The Ship Bottom Police

Got an itch to bust bennies

Drinking beer in the street

Just beyond your grasp

Still within your reach

It's a feeling of summer

In your 88 Jeep

With the wind in my hair

And the heat on my feet

Now we got the top down

Now we're feeling complete

No promise have I made

No promise will I keep

Till we run out of gas

In your 88 Jeep

Coming to in the morning

On a Budweiser floor

A hungover sunrise

Through a slamming screen door

Throw the boards in back

On the beach we'll sleep

In fluorescent wet suits

In your 88 Jeep

Now I'm working in Rahway

With a view of the jail

But I'll carry it with me

Till the memory fail

We couldn't nail it down

It wasn't ours to keep

The unbearable freedom

Of your 88 Jeep

With the wind in my hair

And the heat on my feet

Now we got the top down

Now we're feeling complete

No promise have I made

No promise will I keep

Till we run out of gas

In your 88 Jeep