Poolside Summer

(hummmmm) The radiator hissed, the engine died

We watched the steam rise in the headlights

Dad sighed, looked back,

and shook his head

So we checked into the Oasis Motel instead (yeah)

Under the flickering sign of the pool

With the vending machine sodas,

keeping us cool

No money for Disneyland,

no fancy sights But floating in that turquoise water,

we were rich that night (oh,

we were rich)

Twenty years gone, and the highway has changed

They're tearing down the fence,

it looks so strange

But my sister and I bought two cheap cans of pop

And climbed over the chain-link for one last stop

We dipped our toes in the dry concrete ground

No water left, just the highway sound

But we could still hear Mom laughing,

the splash and the spray

Some things the bulldozers can't take away

(no, they can't take it) Under the broken-down sign of the pool

With two warm sodas,

keeping us cool

No money for Disneyland,

no fancy sights But looking back at where we started,

we were rich that night (yeah,

we were rich)

We were rich that night...

(ooh, just a broken-down car) Just an old motel pool...