Artist: The Ataris
Song: our last day of summer, 1979
Our last day of summer, ninteen seventy nine.
Gotta live it up one time before it's over.
We will make history tonight!
Out at the drive in, all of our closest friends, they will be sneakin' in.
You'll be spending your whole night, trying everything you can to get that girl to notice you.
CHORUS: We are the champions, playin' out on the radio station.
Everyone sing along with these anthems of our generation.
Crusin' down Pacific Coast Highway, put the top down n' crawl into the back seat.
Let's create anthems of our own tonight.
Down at the roller-rink, all the cool kids crowdin' around the air hockey table.
"Hey my best friend likes you!" I hear you shout at me as you go skating by.
CHORUS: We are the champions, playin' out on the radio station.
Everyone sing along with these anthems of our generation.
Crusin' down Pacific Coast Highway, put the top down, crawl into the back seat.
Let's create anthems of our own tonight.
Sneak out of your window, darlin.
Let's live like outlaws, honey.
We'll never look back.
Climb out on this roof top, and stare at the city lights below us.
This world belongs to us tonight.
The kids will keep reachin' on (and they aint never gonna stop!)
Nuuh nuh nuh nuh nuh nuhnuh. Nuuh nuh nuh nuh nuuuh. Nuuh nuh nuh nuh nuh nuhnuh. Nuuh nuh nuh nuh nuh nuhhhuuu.
CHORUS (2 Times)We are the champions, playin' out on the radio station.
Everyone sing along with these anthems of our generation.
Crusin' down Pacific Coast Highway, put the top down, crawl into the back seat.
Let's create anthems of our own tonight.
