We’re ordinary, we’re necessary    We’re complicated, we’re antiquated    We use all our time just to kill time       We’re swimming home, we’re not alone    We’re camping out, we’re finding out    Tell the girls to come on over       This is how I end up       I want to go back home    And mow the lawn for my dad    I want to walk to school    And get high with my friends    Where is my honey-dipped life    And my pretty wife?    Why can’t I leave this town    And tell my mom I tried?       They’re coming over, they’re leaving now    I called them up, they’re coming over    Maybe they’ll stay all night    I bet you we could kiss them       Turn the music up    Let me see those drugs again    Turn the music down    I think my mom is calling me    She went away for the weekend    She won’t be back till Sunday       This is how I end up