American Thrills

Beach Cruiser


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Well, in my dreams, I see a few real basic things. I've got four wheels, a set of keys, and my father in the passenger seat next to me.

We would ride the beaches when I was six years old, and you would show me how to look at all the pretty girls. We would rock the classics, all the old songs. They became some of my favorite ones.

And these days it feels like I was born to be your son. I bet wherever you are right now it sounds like loud guitars, it smells like cigarettes, and I bet it feels just like heaven.


Writer/s: Jamie Otfinoski, Jeff Wielk, Kurt Zikaras, Paul LaBosky