| Test, test, test |
| Maybe, like, some of Jack’s newer stuff |
| She’s my alma mater |
| Chasing lines all night |
| Smoking me outta sight |
| Well, summer’s getting hotter |
| Threw her t-shirt down the pike |
| Screaming, «Fuck Balenciaga» |
| Right past the Wawa |
| Threw on «Heartattack and Vine» |
| As she alligator cries |
| I’ll make it darker |
| 2003, sad all the time |
| Point the headlights, flicker dear |
| Drive by the old house, go for a beer |
| We’re on the green or the movie theatre |
| You’re a movie to me, the way you move around me |
| She’s my alma mater |
| Well, summer’s getting hotter |
| Threw her t-shirt down the pike |
| Some dreams, I wake up thinkin' 'bout |
| Some dreams are meant to die |
| Kill Your Idols in the street outside in daylight |
| 'Cause if we walk, we’ll get high tonight |
| Shoulder to the wheel tonight |
| Joke about blowing town tonight |
| Until we drive past my alma mater |
| She’s my alma mater |
| Chasing lines all night |
| Smoking me outta sight |
| Well summer’s getting hotter |
| Threw her t-shirt down the pike |
| Screaming, «Fuck Balenciaga» |
| Right past the Wawa |
| Threw on «Heartattack and Vine» |
| As she alligator cries |
| I’ll make it darker |