July - Betcha

I wish we’d started in the rain

So that when it was gray

We’d think it was a fine and normal day

Yeah I think I misbehaved

Somewhere along the way

Now I wish I hadn’t strayed my moral lane

Cause now I know

Life is but a poem

That we write, phrase by phrase

Til we go

To the catacombs

Where we lie

It must be July

Cause I only wanna ride with my hair down

And listen to the sound

Of people on the town

It must be July

Cause I only wanna ride with my hair down

And listen to the sound

Of people on the town