I remember Panama Jack layin' back
Tape deck, Ray Bans and good friends
Every summer, we couldn't wait to run wild
So we piled in the Jeep, hot seats, lookin' for something
Two for one at the Ramada, drinking coconut coladas
Chasing senoritas out by the pool
Oh, I pulled a string on her bikini thinkin' all my friends would see me
But I found out that I wasn't so cool
Oh, oh, ooh, old school
I remember dirty slow dancin', off rhythm kissin'
Beer stickin' to our shoes
And I'd whisper in her ear and she'd give me that smile for awhile
'Cause she knew it wasn't true
Man that cover band was killer
They were jammin' Steve Miller 'til it's last call at quarter to two
A Dr. Pepper chaser for another shot of Jager
And you're prayin' that she's leaving with you
Oh, oh, ooh, old school
Oh, oh, oh, oh, ooh, old school, yeah
Two for one at the Ramada drinkin' coconut coladas
Chasin' senoritas out by the pool
Man that cover band was killer
They were jammin' Steve Miller 'til it's last call at quarter to two
A Dr. Pepper chaser for another shot of Jager
And you're prayin' that she's leaving with you
Oh, oh, ooh, old school
Oh, oh, oh, oh, ooh, old school
Oh, oh, yeah, old school, old school
I remember Panama Jack layin' back
Tape deck, Ray Bans and good friends, yeah
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