I bought you that Beatles record And it had your favorite songs For the summer, yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah We drove through the old canard And it was in your mother's car Spittin' cherry pits out the window As we drove along And we went to the dream highway Cause it was once your favorite vacation spot But it was gone, yeah yeah yeah, it was gone It was gone I bought you that Beatles record And it had your favorite songs For the summer, yeah yeah yeah, but now it's gone Now it's gone