"swimming lessons" lyrics

Bet it all on the host
But I look worse in the daytime, though
Show me your power pose
If I gotta take more of myself
I'm throwin' bows

There you go, son
Always gotta make a big fuss
Always gotta do your one-ups
Gonna do what we planned on

Hit the coast
Burning a hole in our pocket, oh
Better late than never
Catching onto something
Learning how to swim
Treading water with my friends
Hit the coast
Burning a hole in our pocket, oh
Better late than never
Catching onto something
Learning how to swim
Treading water with my friends

Melted all to the road
Sticky old wheels and the rubber soul
Swim in my brand new clothes
Hate how the bottom of the pool
Feels rough against my toes

Can you float, son?
Walk around with your chest puffed
Making moves with your arms up
Always in such a big rush

Hit the coast
Burning a hole in our pocket, oh
Better late than never
Catching onto something
Learning how to swim
Treading water with my friends
Hit the coast
Burning a hole in our pocket, oh
Better late than never
Catching onto something
Learning how to swim
Treading water with my friends

Big fuss, get in with me
Celebrate the sunshine, something sweet
No warning, no empathy
Save it for the coastline
Wading towards the punchline
Big fuss when it recedes
It's jelly when it's waist-high, let it creep
Up on you, you're off your feet
Compensate at low tide
Wading towards the punchline

Hit the coast
Burning a hole in our pocket, oh
Better late than never
Catching onto something
Learning how to swim
Treading water with my friends
Hit the coast
Burning a hole in our pocket, oh
Better late than never
Catching onto something
Learning how to swim
Treading water with my friends

Treading water with my friends
Treading water with my friends
Treading water with my friends