Saturday mornin' and it's time to go   One day these could be the days but who could have known   Loadin' in the back of a pickup truck   Ridin' with the boys and pushin' the luck   Singin' songs loud on the way to the game   Wishin' all the things could still be the same   Chinese home runs over the backstop   Kakua on the ball and soda pop well      We used to laugh a lot   But only because we thought   That everything good always would remain   Nothing gonna change there's no need to complain      Sunday mornin' and it's time to go   Been rainin' all night so everybody knows   Over to the field for tackle football   Big hits, big hats, yeah give me the ball   Rain is pourin', touchdown scorin'   Keep on rollin', never borin'   Karma, karma, karma chameleon   We're talkin' kinda funny from helium, well      We used to laugh a lot   But only because we thought   That everything good always would remain   Nothing gonna change there's no need to complain      Monday mornin' and it's time to go   Wet trunks and schoolbooks and sand on my toes   Do anything you can to dodge the bus stop blues   Like drivin' a padiddle with a burnt out fuse   My best friend Kimi wants to go with you   So meet her by the sugar mill after school   My best friend Kimi wants to go with you   Meet her by the sugar mill after school      We used to laugh a lot   But only because we thought   That everything good always would remain      We used to laugh a lot   But only because we thought   That everything good always would   Everything good always would remain, mmm mmm