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We were going on a trip
A road trip, yeah
Got the map and gas, and we laid out a plan
Across the USA for the summertime
Driving like kids, yeah the world was mine
My homie said "Yo! Start here, right?"
Yeah, and end at 80995
Well everybody in the 80995
Put your hands in the air, show them that you're alive
We got this beat, it's sweet
We did it right this time
So everybody in the 80995
"So, uh, where you goin?"
To Whit's End, man, I thought I told ya
We'll get a first class tour with Diane Ingolia
Plus pizza and coke, we can have it all
Then top it off with a Wod Fam Choc Sod
See the Foley Room, and maybe more
Do Kids' Radio and see Bicky the Horse
There's absolutely no way this can be a bummer
Cause there's no other way I'd rather spend my summer
Well everybody in the 80995
Put your hands in the air, show them that you're alive
We got this beat, it's sweet
We did it right this time
So everybody in the 80995