A small town band on stage

Over priced drinks and short dresses

Grandmas dancing,

And the smell of fries in the air

It’s starting to get chilly,

The perfect time for a sweatshirt

The buzz feels like it’s lasting ages,

And the dance floor is calling your name

Sunburns and frizzy hair,

Sunglasses and flip flops

Laughter is louder than the band,

And your eyes as green as the river