[Lyric] Wet Cement (Life in a Blender)

It’s a mid-summer and you stick to your car seat
The tar bubbles up and it covers your bare feet
You’re sweating like a pig and you need to keep cool
So you’re heading right down to the state park pool

And you know she’s there
Lying on the wet cement
And you know she’s there
Her clothes in a locker that she rents

Elbow out the window and the breeze in your face
You’re driving to the pool; better find a shady place
Lots of screaming kids and a few lifeguards
Mothers on towels, drinking sodas, playing cards

She’s a poolside cutie
Splashing in the shallow end
She’s a poolside beauty
And I wish she were my girlfriend

Sitting on her towel, Gatorade she chugs
Her face is peeling and she’s wearing nose plugs
She does a cannonball off the diving board
And her amazing dog paddle could win an award
Swimming under water and her nose gets clogged
Her eyes are red; her body’s waterlogged
From under her bathing cap, she throws you a glance
And your hormones do a cha-cha inside of your pants