Meet Me At The Lanes Songtext
von Dave Hause

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