Hot night in the summertime Nothing to do but count your nickels and dimes At the waterhole, there's a show next door It's teenage kicks that we're a bit too Old for the girls outside And they hold hands and laugh together Too old for the girls outside And they hold hands All I ever wanted was a change You sound just like a broken record playing It's a penny in a jar It's an, "I'll be gone next year" It's a penny in a jar And it's a dollar for a beer ♪ Seasons tend to come and go There's nothing to do But watch the weather get cold At a dive bar, it's a graveyard The living's easy and the drink is hard Oh birds of a feather we are Foul flock together It's hard Oh, birds of a feather we are All I ever wanted was a change You sound just like a broken record playing It's a penny in a jar It's an "I'll-be-gone-next-year" It's a penny in a jar And it's a dollar for a beer