Hey B-Money, what you got them kids up to today? Drop them off in Pinegrove, you and Jenny come and watch us play Hey Dave and Brandi, bring some of your famous homemade food And show us what a good time is like only you know how to do Call Matt and Joanna, tell them both to call out sick tomorrow We always say we'll go slow and always, end up closing down the bar We lose track of each other and life speeds past We need more of these nights they always go too fast Let's all get together and avoid our adult crash 'Cause I feel like I'm gonna explode I feel like I'm gonna explode I feel like I'm gonna explode Hey Christina, sober's looking mighty good on you Don't forget your sunscreen, you've got to protect your new tattoo Call Colin and Heather, he's probably working double time but hey If we can get them down here, we'll be laughing double time today Call up Mark Cheyney, he can ride with Chrissy and Nicole Have them pick up Uncle, what a crew of blessed souls We lose track of each other, and life speeds past We need more of these nights they always go too fast Let's all get together and avoid our adult crash Cause I feel like I'm gonna explode I feel like I'm gonna explode I feel like I'm gonna explode Where's Pete and Bryan? Where the hell is Dubs? Tell Matty and Jana to meet us at Kate's or at the club Layney, Jen, and Peterson poured us one too many shots And Wigs is calling out for us to play some song that we forgot Call Nick Cerruti, yesterday he got into some fight Kate said he'll be here, it'll just be later on tonight I just saw Bob and Heather, I wish they lived nearby The kind of folks you get around and never want to say goodbye We lose track of each other, and life speeds past We need more of these nights, they always go too fast Let's all get together and avoid our adult crash Cause I feel like I'm gonna explode I feel like I'm gonna explode I feel like I'm gonna explode Here comes Brian Downey, he said we just sold out the show So come on sing along, you got no better place to go