Riptide

Riptide
I was scared of dentists and the dark
I was scared of pretty girls
And starting conversations
Oh, all my friends are turning green
You’re the magician’s assistant in their dreams

Lady, running down to the riptide
Taken away to the dark side
I wanna be your left hand man

I love you when you’re singing that song and
I got a lump in my throat cause
You’re gonna sing the words wrong